As I type this, I am wearing 2 shirts and a puffy coat (yes, with a fake fur collar) and a knit cap. A cold front has hit Honduras and it is chilly! The days are overcast with intermittent rains and when I leave my house in the morning to buy eggs, I can see my breath. Now I know, it’s nothing compared to what I’ll be facing when I get into Chicago in December, however, my parents’ house doesn’t have a 3 inch gap between the wall and the ceiling and their back door is an actual door, not an iron gate. Whine, whine, whine! I’ll miss it one day… in the meanwhile, for anyone who thought, ‘well, she’s in Central America’, so it must be nice & hot’, think again!