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It's official. For some insane reason the U.S. government thinks that I am ready to be a PCV. I swore in on the 8th and they put us up in this SWEET hotel in Tegus (Teguc? Teguz? Tegu?) where we "played American"-ate pizza hut (Doble Hut Cheese!), ordered Banana Splits, took hot showers with actual water pressure, then left for the middle of nowhere, Honduras.
The afterparty was really good. It was held in the room that my friend Melissa shared with me and we had an awesome view of the Jesus statue and the Coca-Cola sign. Here's what we found the next morning:
-a pair of shoes
-an umbrella
-2 digital cameras
-an iPod
-a Nalgene bottle
-a passport (!)
-a sweater
All in all, that means a good party. My Friday was spent running around town and waiting. I took 9 taxis, 1 rapidito (a mini van) and a jalon (riding in the back of a pickup truck) all around town. The waiting was not fun. I spent over 2 hours in the hotel lobby for no reason that I could actually explain.
I went to Gracias, Lempira on Saturday with my friends Emily and Connie and we watched over 6 hours of Sex and the City, which was absolutely excellent and made me miss the U.S. I actually thought to myself while watching, it, "Wow, that's so weird that Carrie doesn't have to use bottled water to brush her teeth." That's when I knew that I had been here for quite some time.

And now I'm here in site (well, actually I'm in Santa Rosa right now) but I am feeling better than my last entry. My house isn't finished yet and if they're running on "Honduran time", my house should be ready by next July or so. That's alright though. I'm pretty happy with my cell for the time being. I have spent the past 2 days kind of just hiding in my room but soon I'll have to introduce myself to everyone in the town and actually start working. (What? I thought I was supposed to play for 2 years! Kidding! I'm kidding.)

Happy Holidays!