After going through customs in Tegucigalpa (Honduras's capital) I felt ready to be out of the airport and begin my journey. The other two US students and I met with AFS volunteers and the students from Belgium after getting our luggage and our passports stamped. We took the long drive to a small town outside of the city where we would meet the other students who would be living in Honduras for a year or a semester. On the way there I was far from bored, staring out the window mesmerized by my new surroundings. It was different, and I liked it. The excitement was overwhelming and the last thing I wanted to be doing was sitting in a car for an hour. Upon arrival we were situated into our hotel rooms and I was faced with my first of many experiences you don't usually see in the US. Our room was small and had four beds, a toilet that didn't work, and a shower with questionable water. I was looking forward to taking a dip in the pool after a long day of traveling but upon seeing it I decided otherwise. Walking around the small town instantly brought my mood back up. The shops were full of colorful hammocks, varieties of breads and pastries and fruit from the area. The town was quaint and a beautiful place to spend the first days of many here in Honduras. The orientations were long and boring and we were all greatful when we got a snack break. The group of Italian, German, Belgium, and American students made quite the crowd. From the chain smoking to the language barriers it made for an interesting couple of days.
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