For my medical family and just one representation of how privileged we are. There are millions of reminders each day. My host Dad is wheel chair bound. How different his daily life would be in the states...
My shower... The bathroom has no door, or curtain, either. No hot water. Lower faucet is the only one that functions. It is about thigh high. We bathe with buckets. Trying to understand why I still duck the first bucket, as I know the cold is coming from my own hand! The second bucket is tolerable after the heat from the day. You're good from there... Remember- shower shoes are a must and toilet paper goes in the trash can!
Clothes lines... hammocks... daily eating and gathering take place out front on this deck. The first set of smiling faces always greet me here, after the walk home from work and internet!
Washer- yes, by hand.
Random highlights of the day:
-Tiny ducklings running across the dining room during breakfast!
-Caught in another pack of cows on the way to the school this morning. Just join them! Determined to show you a picture of this occurrence soooooon!
-Christian, one of my host brothers, and I are swapping music. He is making me Honduran CDs and I am making him CDs of who knows what! Pretty excited! They are expecting a banjo concert in January!
