Fri, 11 Mar - Punta Gorda & Garifuna
it started raining sometime during the early morning ... hard. the roof over my room makes it sound really loud. i rolled over and tried to convince myself that i wouldn't have to get up and work today. but knowing the groups committed dedication to 'service', i knew they'd probably go even if it was raining. i imagined what it will be like working in all that wet slippery clay. by 6am it had stopped raining, so i got ready and headed for town. i found them, and Heather said the group was going to Punta Gorda and then to a Garifuna Village first, before heading for the job site. it was an hour drive to the other end of the island so i got to see some pretty views of forests, the villages, and the reef from higher elevations. Punta Gorda is a small quiet village with unusual traditions. this structure made out of clay.
and this decorated lot with Conch shells on PVC pipe, hummmmmmmmm ?
the Village is on a beautiful long stretch of beaches, ... well, they would appear more beautiful if it were sunny, instead of cloudy.
we stopped in between rain showers and took some photos.
i watched this little girl taking care of this little boy and washing his pants, ... cute little tush.
our group photo, with our Taxi Driver.
and me.
this local pup had a back like a camel .. he ran a little funny, but seemed ok. the dog situation, here, as in other locations, makes me sad.
i love colorful old boats, .. reminds me of Greece.
then headed to the Garifuna Village. the Garifuna have a long rather complicated history that i still don't have completely sorted out yet. in short, they were originally African slaves who were freed, shipped to the Island of St Vincent and then made their way to Honduras. i learned about them last year as well, because they have also settled in Belize and Guatemala. at the Village they made music for us and did a dancing demonstration for us, including the Punta. remember me and the Punta dance last year? ..it wasn't pretty! this year i declined their invitation to try it!
and also had some markets selling their handicrafts; ... or dead dried SeaHorses !!!!!!!!!!! this makes me sad.
i bought some Guava Jam, since someone stole the jam i had out of the 'shared kitchen' refrigerator. then back in the van and on the road again.
and this decorated lot with Conch shells on PVC pipe, hummmmmmmmm ?
the Village is on a beautiful long stretch of beaches, ... well, they would appear more beautiful if it were sunny, instead of cloudy.
we stopped in between rain showers and took some photos.
i watched this little girl taking care of this little boy and washing his pants, ... cute little tush.
our group photo, with our Taxi Driver.
and me.
this local pup had a back like a camel .. he ran a little funny, but seemed ok. the dog situation, here, as in other locations, makes me sad.
i love colorful old boats, .. reminds me of Greece.
then headed to the Garifuna Village. the Garifuna have a long rather complicated history that i still don't have completely sorted out yet. in short, they were originally African slaves who were freed, shipped to the Island of St Vincent and then made their way to Honduras. i learned about them last year as well, because they have also settled in Belize and Guatemala. at the Village they made music for us and did a dancing demonstration for us, including the Punta. remember me and the Punta dance last year? ..it wasn't pretty! this year i declined their invitation to try it!
and also had some markets selling their handicrafts; ... or dead dried SeaHorses !!!!!!!!!!! this makes me sad.
i bought some Guava Jam, since someone stole the jam i had out of the 'shared kitchen' refrigerator. then back in the van and on the road again.
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