Ok so I just got back from Tocoa, a town about 6 hours away to the east, that´s a little farther south from the beach. It´s kind of interesting how I ended up going there, so I´ll tell the story =)
Ok so it started last week. Tuesday it must have been. I was going to practice music with some of the kids at the church. We were waiting outside for the kid with the key to get there, and a pickup passed by with 2 gringoish looking people in the back. They told me to talk to them, so I said “Hi!”. and they responded with a little “meehh” and a half wave. And then one of the guys said to me “you know they said hi like that, right? it´s cuz they´re Jehovah´s witnesses and we´re evangelicals.” And I was like “ohh..” and I sensed a negative additude (duhh) So taht got me thinking about jehovah´s witnesses.
Next day, it´s the afternoon and I go to the pulperia across the street. I meet this cool kid there who´s a distant cousin of the owners (of the pulperia) visiting from El Salvador. So we like talked a while and stuff. And then he asked me if I wanted to hang out at the beach later that night with him and a friend. I said sure.
So that night we went to the beach and just chilled. I found out that him and his friend were both Jehovah´s witnesses, and that kind of spiked my interest, so I asked them like what they were all about. We talked a while, and then he invited me to their meeting that would be the next night. I said sure.
So I went the next night. It was pretty somber. Everyone was really nice. But anyways, after the meeting he was all like “wanna come to tocoa with me and my aunt?” And I was like “uhh…I´m gonna have school” But I ended up going anyways.
So we went with his aunt and his niece to stay at his other aunt´s house over in Tocoa.
note- ok a little explaining. His “aunt” (they´re farther related than that, but yea) is the daughter of the people that own the pulperia, and I had seen her around before. And I knew HER daughter (her name´s Urani), who Alberto (my host brother) has a crush on.
So anyways, we stayed with their family there in tocoa who were really nice and really funny. One of the days there we went to another coast town called Trujillo (Honduras version!) where there´s another fort. But the one there is SUPER small and the Omoa one totally pwns it. The beach is really nice though. And I had a bomb caracol soup.
So yea, actually I got back yesterday. I´m continuing this post from yesterday because I wasn´t able to finish it before. Today I went to colegio for the first day, but we still don´t really have classes. This week we just have “charlas” (chats). Just going over rules and inspirational stuff. But guess what?! There´s a new gringo. His name´s Jacob. He´s gonna be here for the whole school year.
But here´s the crazy thing. He´s from Arkansas. He asked me where i was from. I said California. He asked what city. I said Pasadena. He was like “Oh, I was in the Rose parade last year”. And then I was like wait a second…Do you live in Fayetteville Arkansas? And he was like yea. And then I said “You wouldn´t happen to know any Flynns would you?” And he does! He goes (well went) to the same school as the Flynns. Well, Josh and Jessica at least. So yea, crazy coinkidink huh! Someone should pass the news onto them.
But yea, he doesn´t live in omoa though. He´s being hosted by one of the teachers at the school who lives in Cortes. So technically I´m still the only one in Omoa.
Alright, fin
