"My Country Tis of Thee"

You Know You Are in Honduras When...

…water comes in small plastic bags, and there are no goldfish to accompany them.

….. a bustle occurs every time you walk by a congregation of three or more people, as they compete to be the first one to say, “mira el gringo” (look, there’s a white person).

... your relationships with good thunderstorms is a contentious one, fueled by the ever-present debate,  "what do I value more: relief from the inferno of oppressive heat, or my access to electricity."

... you see a woman breastfeeding an infant on the back of a motorcycle.

…. low-grade diarrhea is something to celebrate, because it means after a month and a half, you are finally on the mend.

… sometimes you go to the grocery store, not because you need anything, but just because  it has A/C.

….you can tell someone’s rich if the bucket that they shower in is large enough to be sat in... A Honduran hot-tub if you will.

…  to travel anywhere you sit next to other adults in a dilapidated school bus, three to a seat (a practice you looked down upon even as an elementary schooler).

… laws of the road are "fluid" and act  more as “suggestions.“

… “poopy-side down” is common bathroom etiquette for  placement of toilet paper in the trashcan.

... a favorite pasttime is "who can devise the best meal that we can't eat because we are in goddamned Honduras."

…. your host mother changes a baby on the dinner table and then places your plate in that same spot.

... you love this country despite (or maybe because of) all of these things.