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KILL IT WITH FIRE!!!!! The 4 Most Annoying Bugs in Honduras

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There’s a lot of wildlife in Honduras, from new and strange to common and unexciting. Although most of what I’ve seen is the latter, our simple-living lifestyle here places us in a much closer and intimate contact with these creatures than in the States – especially those of the insect variety.

Thus, I’ve decided to put together a list of what I’ve found to be the 4 Most Annoying Bugs to have impacted my life here so far! Although they are (or have been) frustrating at times, there is a certain humor to their presence. It’s all a good part of a good adventure!

Let’s begin:

#4: Cicadas

Cicada in Honduras

This cicada has just shed it's old skin.

It’s hard to beat a warm, quiet morning while I walk up the path toward the offices to start my day of work. At least, it was until the cicadas arrived in mid-February.

In case anyone doesn’t know, cicadas look a bit like giant flies – almost the size of your thumb. They are known for their “singing” (it sucks), a constant clicking sound made from contracting muscles which resonate inside their hollow abdomens.

Why are these annoying? The noise they make is constant. And loud. And they seemed to like hanging out near the offices where I work during the day, so I’d hear them all the time.

It can’t be that bad, right? Well, here’s a little excerpt from Wikipedia to help explain why these musicians are so lovely:

Some cicadas produce sounds up to 120 dB among the loudest of all insect-produced sounds. This is especially notable as their song is technically loud enough to cause permanent hearing loss in humans, should the cicada sing just outside the listener’s ear.

Oh, and they pee on you.

#3: Ants

Ants

There is NO food there! Nothing to see here, move along!

There is nothing very unusual or unexpected with ants. They’re generally harmless, do their normal ant things, and that’s that.

But, they find themselves everywhere. For example, on a few of the tables in the volunteer house live some tiny, tiny ants. They are fast, hard to see, and crawl on everything. On books and magazines, on laptops, and sometimes onto your arms (which, sometimes you don’t notice at first since they’re so small).

One time, Amanda took a magazine from this one table and placed it on the desk in her room. Naturally, the ants which were hiding between the pages took up house on her desk, and even managed to spread to her roommate Jen’s desk. Honestly, these ants are not bad all the time, but they definitely get on people’s nerves.

Some slightly larger ants also like taking up residence in our rooms, sometimes with single-file lines of them crawling from the closet to the bathroom door to inside the bathroom… I really don’t know where they are going or why half the time.

And that’s the other annoying thing about the ants here – what the heck are they up to?

It makes sense to see them cleaning up crumbs on the ground, but why are they all over a barren table running around in circles at full speed? Why are they in the bathroom following the groove of a wall tile one day, and then chilling out in the groove one tile over the next day?

What would you say you do here

If I could interview the ants, this is basically how it would go.

Sometimes I’ll find one of those guys checking out my toothbrush. Really dude, I mean, last I checked, ants don’t even have teeth.

#2: Ronrons (a.k.a. June Beetles)

Ronron

Easter dinner was a little too romantic for this ronron.

I think if there was ever a good argument against the theory of natural selection, ronrons would be it. The are so incredibly dumb, and yet, they still exist.

Ronrons are small, flying beetles – roughly the size of a piece of popcorn – and they mostly come around at night. Sounds pretty normal for a bug, but, these… these are ronrons. They will fly into your face.

They fly towards lightbulbs, hit them, and fall to the ground. They will fly into walls, and fall to the ground. They will walk straight off a table, and fall to the ground.

Sometimes they’ll just be walking along, and then for some reason flip onto their backs. Whenever ronrons are on their backs (whether from this or after smacking into a wall and falling down), they do this hilarious wiggle while trying to flip over again. So at least they’re somewhat amusing when they aren’t just… well, pretending to be suicide bombers.

#1: Cockroaches

Cockroach

No me gusta.

Cockroaches are a pretty obvious choice for this kind of list, especially since no one likes them. That said, there’s really nothing much to say about them.

Here, they come in a variety of sizes; small to relatively large. For the most part, like the ants, they keep to themselves and do their roachy things.

Roachy things in our kitchen, like:

- Covering the kitchen counters when the lights go out

- Crawling into bags of flour

- Sneaking towards cakes or food you leave on the table while you’re away

- Hanging out in the handles of pots and pans

- Crawling all over the clean dishes on the drying rack in the middle of the night

- Die in the middle of the floor for you to step on when you forget they are there

- MAKING A HOME OUT OF THE COFFEE MAKER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Just imagine waking up in the morning, just wanting a cup of coffee, and when you open the lid of the coffee maker to pour the water in, a bunch of small cockroaches crawl out and scatter away.

That’s some hardcore coffee.

 Honorable Mention:

The following bug didn’t make the list, but probably only because I have only seen it once, and I have no idea what it is.

strange bug

Whatever this is, I don't want to see it again!

I barely had time to snap a photo of this thing before it crawled away under a dark sink. It was about the size of a child’s hand, and definitely wasn’t a spider. Whatever it is, I hope I don’t see it ever again!

Bonus Photos:

And, last but not least, here is a little photo gallery of some other insects I’ve seen around – many of these only once or twice so far. As usual, you can click the thumbnail images to expand the photos. Enjoy!

Peace,
John

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Semana Santa and 3 Months In

Hey everyone,

We just finished getting the post up about the medical brigade and the fire, but I realized that Holy Week itself slipped through the cracks.  So here is a run down of how we celebrated Semana Santa here at Rancho Santa Fe.

Returned from beach trips with children.

Watched movies about Jesus’ life with the children (the older kids saw The Passion of the Christ, thinking of you Maggie and Jim!).

Palm Sunday

Palm Sunday. Photo by Hunter Johnson

Had a Holy Thursday Mass with the washing of the feet (children were not pre-picked) followed by an evening of adoration where every hogar had a set twenty minutes with Jesus in the chapel.

Friday morning Stations of the Cross where all three groups started off separately doing the stations and ended up at the church for the 14th station and a small talk by Padre Renaldo.  For these stations, every hogar was in charge of running a few stations and creating a display (my boys had the 9th and 10th station).  The best part was the extra symbolism added in by having every station carry a particular sin placed on a cement block.  With every passing station, we added the blocks to a wheelbarrow which by the end was super heavy to carry, like the weight of our sins on Jesus’ cross.  WOW!!!

Easter Vigil

Easter Vigil - Photo by Hunter Johnson

Friday afternoon veneration of the cross service that included adding tied ropes to the cross to represent our sins and how we knot up our heart making it hard to get in (these ropes will be important for a later activity).

Sunday morning at 4 am we had our Easter Vigil Mass that started with a large fire at Buen Pastor (a bonfire, not a wildfire).  We burned the old oils and chrism, tossed all our sins, in the form of those ropes, in the fire and watched them wither away, and then lit our candles from the newly lit Pascal candle.  From there, we processed to the church in the dark with only the candles to see.  Mass took multiple hours and included a baptism in the newly-finished baptismal font.  By the time we were done, the sun was up which was a nice reminder of how we started in the darkness after Jesus died and were brought to a new life like a new day.  Breakfast was AMAZING: fried plaintains, beans, avocado, delicious cheese.  And on the seventh hour (more like 8 am), we rested.

Stations of the Cross

A re-enactment of the Stations of the Cross

Sunday night we had a Cena Amistosa (group dinner) that brightened all of our faces.  John made his famous meatballs and sauce, there were scalloped potatoes, baked carrots, fresh rolls, steamed broccolli, deviled eggs and other goodies.  Also for dessert John served up some tres leches cake.  DELICIOUS!!!!  It was a fun night with a great community and cool ambiance (Hunter, Jen, Caroline ;) ).

And there is the just of Holy Week for those interested.  We also spent more time with our hogars since most people were not doing there jobs that week with everything closed.  Though that really meant we were begged to bring our computers and show movies for hours to the children.  I opted to show a movie one day and the rest of the days I just tried to push past the annoyed faces and the sometimes rude backlash from not doing everything my boys want when they want it.  They have finally forgiven me for leaving them soooo bored during Holy Week.

Homemade Meal

Easter dinner! So good!

Now John and I have been here for three months which seems quite strange to think about.  Basically we are 1/4 of the way done (we are here for 13 months but we do get 4 weeks of vacation throughout the year).  Therefore, we are in that fun transition from feeling new and uneasy to becoming confident in our jobs and our life here.  It can also mean some definite lows.  Lately, I have been desperately missing my family and friends, my old job, Starbucks, and driving.  I think it becomes harder since the novelty of living somewhere new and having crazy adventures starts to wear off and now life here is just life and the struggles aren’t cute and Honduran, they just stink.  For me, the biggest issue has been discerning how I fit in with my work environment and what my plan for dealing with all my troubles truly is and if it will work.  Please say a few prayers that I figure out the best way to move forward.

Three months also means that we are being evaluated by our bosses and the tios of our hogars.  I already have heard from my boss about my evaluation and am anxiously waiting to meet with the volunteer coordinator to see what my tios think (my tio jokingly told me I would fail, I hope he’s joking).  We also get to offer some input to the program which is nice since many times I feel like my thoughts and opinions do not matter to the general public here.

Cena Amistosa

All of us ready to eat our Easter dinner!

There were other things to talk about on my mind, but they elude me right now.  When I remember more, I promise to write.  Speaking of writing, we are always interested in hearing from you all, whether by email, blog comment, Skype, snail mail or PACKAGES.  If you are interested in contacting us via mail, our mailing address is now on the Travels page and if you would like to Skype, please send us an email and we can set up a date (though sometimes the Internet here does not cooperate).

Sending love and hoping to hear from you,

Amanda

P. S. Pictures to come as I collect them from others.

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A Busy Spring: Fighting Fires and the Medical Brigade

It’s the dry season, and along with the heat and frequent evening thunderstorms, there are fires. Naturally, fires need to be taken out when they start too close to the Ranch. Although to some it may seem unseemly to send the older kids to fight fires, that’s how it has to be done. And besides, this is Honduras!

At the end of March there was a fire spotted close to the Ranch, only a mere 10-15 minute walk away. A few of us volunteers grabbed some gear and made our way up the hill into the forest and met up the Hondurans already there.

Since water is not really available, the best way to put out the fires is to grab tree branches with plenty of leaves at the end and beat the fires down. It’s challenging, however, since after only a few hits on the fire you have turn and run from the strong heat.

The fire stretched from this hill we were on down into the valley below. We were making good progress killing the fire from the left side to the right, until the left side caught fire again which undid much of the work we had done. This was part of the reason why it took about 7 hours to put out (I only stayed for 3 hours).

Here’s a little gallery of some pictures I took of the fires (click the thumbnails to enlarge photos):

Friend and fellow volunteer Hunter Johnson shot and compiled a pretty cool video of the day:

The Medical Brigade

NPH Honduras hosts 3 or 4 medical brigades every year. They are organized by the family of Dr. Peter Daly, an orthopedic surgeon who has helped establish Rancho Santa Fe’s medical facility, the Holy Family Surgery Center.

To quote a little about the HFSC from it’s website (since they say it well there):

The goal of HFSC is to provide same day surgical procedures for underprivileged patients who otherwise could not afford surgery. HFSC is a 5,000 square foot facility that has two main operating rooms, a septic surgery room and post-op recovery rooms. Currently the Holy Family Surgery Center annually hosts 3 to 4 surgical brigades, each involving over 200 consults and 70 surgeries. Additionally a local Honduras surgeon preforms 5-10 simple surgeries every other week for members of the local community.

The information here is a few years old, however, which is important to note since the medical capabilities of NPH Honduras has been growing every year. This April’s medical brigade, for example, made about 800 patient consults and performed almost 100 surgeries in a single week – essentially for free.

With the significant volume of Honduran locals that come for the week-long medical brigades, the volunteers are called on to help out if they can. Mainly we are used to translate, handle the reception desk, do nursing stuff (if you’re a nurse of course) etc., but we are able to help out in other capacities if needed as well.

Doing some translating

This weekend, I had the opportunity help a litttle with the medical brigade along with the other volunteers. Unfortunately, my busy work schedule has kept me from being able to help with the bridage during the weekdays.

For some of the time, I acted as a translator. When patients arrived, they received their appointments and were guided to specific waiting areas separated by appointment type (when I was helping with this on Sunday, it was general, orthopedic [bone stuff], and gynecology).

Each patient is given a basic patient  information form which in part needed to be filled in with a description of why they came: chief problem, when did it start, what makes it better/worse, previous treatments, and such. For the patients waiting to see the orthopedic doctors, I would talk to them, gather the information, and write it out on the form in English so the doctors could understand. Most of the patients I met had arthritis type issues.

I also helped translate for a short bit in the surgery center in the first post-operation room where patients wake up from surgeries. Although I did not to a whole lot of translating over the weekend, and although it was tricky at times since my Spanish isn’t super great yet, I enjoyed it a lot.

Observing some surgeries

One awesome benefit of helping out with the medical brigade was the ability to put on some scrubs, walk into an operating room, and watch a surgery happen right in front of my eyes – definitely not something that would be allowed in the US!

I watched part of a gall-bladder removal, a ear-drum restoration, and an orthopedic surgery involving the insertion of anti-biotic-infused cement rod into a broken leg. I won’t go into much detail here, but they were fascinating to watch. It was a bit surreal at times to watch surgeries happen before me, but at least I know I have a strong stomach!

Now I’m going to pass it to Amanda so she can write a bit about her experience with the brigade.

Peace,
John

 

Volunteers medical brigade

A group of us helping out with the April 2012 NPHH medical brigade.

From Amanda’s eyes:

First of all, I know what you are all thinking, “Why is Amanda writing on John’s post when she can write her own?”  Well, that is a good question and do not think that I did not consider doing just that, especially since I am verbose like my mother.  But for the sake of time and keeping common ideas together, her is my “little” slice of the brigade.

Since my whole department was on vacation, I had the opportunity to dedicate my work week to the brigade in any way that put our friend and follow volunteer Kate at ease (she runs the HFSC from the Ranch-side).  Thursday, Friday, Sunday and Monday I spent all day at the external clinic dealing with patients as they came in.  I checked their IDs, updated our spreadsheet of who had arrived and who were walk-ins, filled out the basic information on their paperwork, took money and then re-updated our spreadsheet when the patients returned from consults.  Basically, I was a glorified secretary, but I took the job very seriously and had an organizational system down beautifully.  Strange as it sounds, pushing around those papers and organizing the OCD style made me miss grading papers and homework every night.  I am sure I’ll regret that opinion when I get back to teaching in the States, or maybe I’ll love it even more.  Every day that I helped with consults, I worked at least a 12 hour day if not more, many times being one of the last people to leave other than Kate herself.  It was definitely tiring and I have still been trying to catch up on sleep; however, I really did love the work.  Saturday and Thursday I got to spend some time in the actual surgery center organizing papers, translating and watching surgeries.  I even got to watch one of my coworkers get her eardrum repaired (she has an awesome scar!).  On Thursday afternoon when the surgeries were ending and I had to head back to my real job, I was slightly sad that I had yet to scrub in to a surgery (the doctors were really informative during surgeries talking us through the process and what we were seeing, also allowing lots of us to scrub in a different points to do minor tasks).  Luckily, my new friend Jackie took the lead and talked to the head honcho so the next thing I knew I was scrubbing all my hand and arm skin til it was red and sliding my body into a sterile gown and layers of sterile gloves.  Thus, Ms. Amanda Baumgartner can proudly say that she scrubbed into a knee surgery in Honduras and also touched joint fluid (very slick).  I hope to scrub in again when the brigade comes back and maybe learn another surgery.  Overall, I had a great time helping with the brigade, although there were moments of tears, exhaustion, extreme hunger and resentment (sometimes it is hard to watch outsiders in your home, yes I just called the Ranch home). Well, that seems like I’ve said more than enough.

Sending love to you all,

Amanda