A weekly journal chronicling my life as it intersects with the Garbage Dump community near La Ceiba, Honduras.
A Weekly Journal Chronicling My Life As It Intersects With The Garbage Dump Community Near La Ceiba, Honduras
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
I got a dog, which has nothing to do with doing the wash...except now that I write that, it does. I feel like every 10 minutes I'm wiping up paw prints, cleaning up little gifts left for me by the dog, wiping up footprints left by children wanting to see the dog. Cleaning, which was an obsession thanks to my OCD tendencies has become my life. I cannot keep this pace up for much longer. So the dog, I named it Keiser. I love hearing my bold, German surname shouted from the hilltops here Los Laureles. I know, it's a bit arrogant and self-centered but what can I say, I'm a Keiser...turns out the dog is too. This morning Manuel was awakened by little Keiser and after gathering his wits he suggested we go to the river to clean the car...it's been badly needing a good wash since before Christmas. In that I had nothing much planned for the day I agreed and off we went to the mouth of the river where we spent the better part of the morning washing the car, washing ourselves and keeping my little German Shepherd Dog away from the tick-infested undergrowth. It was a lovely morning.
keiser absolutely loves manuel, cristian she could take or leave
down at the river
we brought juan carlos and gave him the task of washing the floor mats
ever, that's his name, ever
juan carlos again
chihua, playing with the sand and not doing much in the way of washing. he's been drifting away a bit lately, towards the older boys, i'm starting to worry for him.
manuel took control as if it were his car, he left me with little to do in the way of work
I am a follower of Jesus, lover of all things Honduran and a native of Central Pennsylvania. My physical location is less than fixed and permanent but my heart and mind is ever-present in La Ceiba, Honduras.