Home in the Casco Urbano

November 30, 2010




My awesome living room

 I have been in my house for a month now and living alone in Honduras has had it’s ups and downs. I mean, I have been living alone since I was 21, but living alone in HONDURAS is quite different. For starters, I have two front doors and they both have two locks on them, extra sturdy, durable. My back door has three locks, four if you count the padlock you can put on when you slide the extra one over. I have bars on the windows and mosquito wires inside of those. I sweep like three times a day to keep all the dust and bugs out of my house, but even this doesn’t help as last night I came home around 9:30 PM to find a BIG ASS scorpion chillin’ at the bottom of my armoire, right near my shoes. I have seen a lot of scorpions in my time, thanks to Girl Scout camp, backpacking trips, and life in the country, but this thing was at least four inches long and even after I beat him down with my hiking boot the tail was still wagging. It’s really hard to sleep well after that.



Where the tarantulas like to hang out

 Speaking of sleeping well, it’s hard to sleep well when you see tarantulas on your wall for five days and then they aren’t there. Where did they go? You know they are still in your house somewhere. I like to sleep with my earplugs in, but sometimes it gets too quiet for me and I have to take one out just to hear the noises creak around and the geckos cry. All the pillows here are of very low quality, so my left shoulder hurts constantly from my old college injury; therefore, I sleep with two crappy pillows and my curvy travel pillow. Sometimes, after a hard day, I fall asleep in my hammock. Those days are my fave.






My "ropero" and side table the carpinter made me



All of my furniture finally arrived. I had the carpenter in town make it, but for days I still didn’t have chairs. So, I rolled into Choluteca to the Maxi Bodega and bought two plastic chairs, then had the taxi bring them back to the bus stop so I could haul them back. Lucky for me, Amanda showed up with a truck and hauled both me, and the chairs, back to Orocuina before I had to climb on top of the bus with my latest purchase. It was time, though, I was tired of sitting on the floor. So, the house is coming together. I still need glasses, sheets, some more towels, and other things, but for now, it’s what I’m calling home.