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Dia de Las Madres 2010
I still have to wash my undies on Mother’s Day. From bottom right is my pila where I do my laundry on my rooftop terraza. I have great plans for a rooftop garden that will one day change the ecological landscape of my home. I spend a lot of time up here, the view is terrific, as you can see from my panoramic pics. I live right in the center of the city and across the street a new commercial establishment is being constructed. Sunday is my only day off and the only day I have to take care of housekeeping tasks. Tomorrow I’m coordinating the shipment of 20+ bags of compost to the Hogar San Jose; Tuesday I’m going to the local prison as part of a team to do HIV counseling and testing for 40 scheduled prisoners; and Saturday I am facilitating a medical brigade team from the states at the orphanage. Interspersed among those activities are four English classes I give weekly to different age groups. This past weekend my friend Jen came to visit from Trujillo, a twelve-hour trip away, bless her heart. She was in town to give an HIV charla to the soon-to-be new class of H-16 Peace Corps Volunteers. There is never a dull moment in Honduras.