here i go again

last day of work! well i thought my cuz was showing up tomorow but b-c he is coming from bumfuck ND he is leaving tomorrow but dont get here till weds, but tomorrow i just eat ice cream.

a lovely week with the gringos, many of whom came from the high school where dead poets society was filmed. they have a "pond" the crew team rows on. the kids were cool and calm, were remarkably into the whole thing even the homestay which had a bathroom straight out of the slums of india and a small pig-farming operation, which smelled like a lot of pigs.

the fun part came when we somehow aquired 2 chickas gone awol from a church trip, who couldnt handle the evangelicals and the no drinking dancing etc. Not your average churchgoers, one of them a hippie goat farmer and the other a 3/4 crazy 6 foot 3 half jewish half irish redhead lesbian into sex clubs and bdsm. the goat farmers mom is the lesbians pastor.

so we had some good conversations in the back of the pickup, and it was pretty funny the encounters with the group of high school and a few college gringos and our new friends. as for the work part of the trip we hauled some cinderblocks way way way uphill to where these fellas are building a small holding tank to irrigate some veggies, which was lots of fun as everything was muddy and many peoples were sliding everywhere and getting muddy. then when it was time to leave the truck couldnt get up to the house so we had to go honduran and tie some ropes to the axle and bull the son of a dog up the hill. amazingly enough you can do that and it works.

so then we all went to the mayan ruins of copan to chill for the weekend. things got fun, the lesbian and i had some hot dirty dancing, sat around and did plenty of nothing and kept happy.

so weds i am off to guatemala for 2 weeks, then 2 weeks more and i am back in the land of the overgrown apes.


will close with some inspirational words:

I don't know where I'm goin but I sure know where I've been hanging on the promises in songs of yesterday. An' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time but here I go again, here I go again. Tho' I keep searching for an answer I never seem to find what I'm looking for. Oh Lord, I pray you give me strength to carry on 'cos I know what it means to walk along the lonely street of dreams. Here I go again on my own goin' down the only road I've ever known. Like a drifter I was born to walk alone. An' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time. Just another heart in need of rescue waiting on love's sweet charity an' I'm gonna hold on for the rest of my days 'cos I know what it means to walk along the lonely street of dreams. Here I go again on my own goin' down the only road I've ever known. Like a hobo I was born to walk alone. An' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time but here I go again, here I go again, here I go again, here I go. An' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time. Here I go again on my own goin' down the only road I've ever known. Like a drifter I was born to walk alone 'cos I know what it means to walk along the lonely street of dreams. Here I go again on my own goin' down the only road I've ever known. Like a drifter I was born to walk alone. An' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time but here I go again, here I go again, here I go again, here I go, here I go again