Ya voy.

Gas prices have jumped here, so taxis are on strike today. Taxis are a vital form of public transportation here...and today tons of these little white cars are lining (and blocking) the streets. Civilian vehicles are also abandoned in the road, I'm assuming because they got trapped by the parked taxis and the drivers got out to walk. Either that or the Rapture happened and I'm out of luck.

I got my hair cut by Gloria's sister, who has a little salon in her house. I felt a little like I was in "Beauty Shop," because the ladies were just chatting away, taking their time, joking around. It was great, and it only cost me $3.50. "Su pelo es superfinisimo y su piel es tan blanca como papel!"

This week we took two field trips. One was a visit to a jail. It was like a little town inside, and we saw the men in literacy class, making hammocks, and doing woodwork. We got to just stand around and chat with them too, which was really cool. The other was to a maquila where they sew clothes for a lot of different brands, including Land's End.

I'm in the home stretch of my time in Honduras, and I'm feeling really attached to this place all of a sudden.