Tuesday, July 7, 2009

My count down kinda died

Just a little bit.
I was rushed off my feet.
So I went and I'm back.
It was amazing and beautiful and the people there are the same.
I would encourage anyone to go to Honduras. Maybe not right now.
But when political stuff has settled down.
I did things I never thought I'd do.
I went to an Ally where 38 families lived. Between them there we 93 kids.
No running water no proper bathroom or washing facilities.
Nothing than we call normal.
Yet they were the happiest people I have ever met.
They have nothing but would give you all of it.

We went zip lining. 18 zip lines 200feet off the ground. One kilometer long.
Intense and amazing.

We dug and leveled ground we dug trenches. The local kids were amazing and way stronger and better at picking than any of us.
We survived 48 degree heat. Or 106 in the other temp range.
And on that day we carried metal beams up hills. It beat us down.
But the next day we got back up and did it again. We cut 400 metal bars by hand. At least it felt like 400.
We made the steal structure and columns for the house. To make it earthquake proof.
(500 tremors since the massive one last year. Plus the only way anything is earthquake proof is to not put it near anywhere there will be and earthquake)

We mixed concrete and laid foundations. We laid the first blocks and we started on out 9foot cesspit.

There was a military coup so we went snorkeling in the Caribbean sea. We saw lizards and sharks and turtles.

But mostly we saw hope. In a country witch is so badly poverised we saw so much hope.
1 in 10 people there suffer from HIV/AIDS. Yet no one is doing anything about it.
Everyday we were greeted but the families we were building for. By the builders we were helping(or hindering). Everyday children would get us at lunch time for a friendly round of football.
Which we always seemed to loose.
They had mad skills.
On the Last Monday we were on the site, a kid, Robinson, found out we were building for a new friend of his, David(or Freddie as we called him) And his smile was unmovable.
Before we left he ran to out bus to show us what he had learned in English.
His numbers from 1-10.
We cheered and gave him a Hi-5. And told him Hasta Manana(see you tomorrow)
Tomorrow never came. Out bridge to the sites were blocked by protesters.
We went souvenir shopping till it reopened.
While in a mall the6 team leaders including myself were told we were being evacuated.
We to our kids to the restaurant and broke the news.
We had to leave today. Heartbroken doesn't even describe how we all felt.
4'o clock that evening we said our goodbyes to out bus drivers.
Aldo-A passionate humanitarian who wanted to show us the best and worst of his country.
George-A man who you couldn't help but love and even though he had no English we know by his smile that he was so behind what we set out to do.
Oscar- who I told shared the name with my dog and was in good company.
And my buddy Byran-Chicken killer and boom box on wheels. All round good guy.

It was sad to go. And they were as upset as us. But from La Ceiba we said out good byes and went on to San Pedro Sula with Aldo. A lightning storm showed what you couldn't see but everyone's heart felt.

We got stuck in a compound for 3 days plans changing, situations worsening, sleepless nights, uneaten meals.
On Thursday morning we got out. Flight from San Pedro Sula to Houston Texas. 6Hour layover and 10 hour flight to London. Then "home James and don't spare the horses" we got to Dublin on the Saturday.

We left behind a country that is politically unstable. In the height of poverty but with the most welcoming and loving of people.
They took us in showed us around and we had a ball.
There were tears of sadness but many more tears of laughter.
From quiet giggles in a small local cafe to all out howling on the building site with or builders.

This was more than a charity gig or an experience to tell people.
This was an adventure from the start. I know we affected a lot of people, from the fundraising to the building and on site chat.
But the truth is these people gave us more than we could ever give them.
They gave us hope for though we think our situations are dire they are worse off then we, yet they are truly happy.

1 comment:

fly said...

hope in exchange for hope.

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