La Boquita y Mi Cuarto

So I hope I have figured out how to post photos. If this works I'll post more showing my host family and the house and town where I'm living. The photo are of my room. I have my mosquito net, to protect me from malaria and dengue, my bed, my nightstand, the lamp I bought and yes Kristi, that is the calender right above it all. I love lookin at it when I'm getting ready in the mornings. The second shot is right outside my bedroom...which is literally outside. This is the backyard/patio. I have a lock to my room but the keys to open it sit right beside the lock on that red table. My mom does all the was here right outside my door and I usually open the door in the mornings to see her washing clothes. I have to go outside on the patio and enter a door to the bathroom. Overall, I like my room. I have a tin roof and sometimes it scares the heck out of me when a gust of wind bangs the branches against it and it makes this loud noise like someone's trying to open my door.

The other day my cousin, who lives next door, told me someone killed her dog. I wasn't exactly sure why they killed her dog. I thought she said it was a robber and that's why they killed it. The whole night I slept very lightly with my mag lite flashlight almost in my hand the whole night. I shined it on the door about 3 times that night. The next day I told my teacher what happened and she didn't act suprised in the least. She said it wasn't a robber it was just someone who didn't like to hear the dog bark or didn't like the way it acted in the streets. It made me sleep better the next night but still sad. The dogs here are very skinny and afraid. I'm getting used to passing big dogs on the street and not having to worry about them. Here, they are used to being put in their place and are not aggresive towards people. I had one dog rush me while running out in the country and I just raised my hand and he took off quickly.

The other part of this blog is my trip to the beach today. It was nice. Pretty beach and we had some great fish at a place on the beach. I took a nap in a hammock in the shade. It was great. The way back was a learning experience. We had to take an old US school bus that was packed. I stood up the whole way with people all over me. We kept stopping and taking on passengers too. It was crazy. This one guy had a live chicken in his lap...antother lady had a puppy. The driver bought a tortilla sandwich from one of the ladies on the bus. At one point the driver and his cobrador, the guy that collects the money, stopped the bus to get out and talk to some friends on the side of the road. After 5 minutes the people inside starting shouting at them to hurry up. At one point we stopped to let some people out and our bus was backed into by a car. We all unloaded and I assumed we were going to take another bus. Everyone hurried to get off, looked at the car and watched the people push the car away from the bus, then hurried back on. It was so strange. When I say hurried read pushing, shoving and no concern for the safety of other passengers. It's every man for themselves. When it was time to unload the bus, it does not unload like a normal bus should...the passengers in the front first then the next row then the next and so on. The people from the back just rush down the middle and if you can't get out of your seat in time...to bad.

Overall, it was a good day. I had a lot of fun with my host family and I hope we get to travle again soon. I'll post more pics in the future.

Love and miss y'all!

Chon