Whole lot of nothin'!

So, while I'd love to tell you all I've been doing big and exciting things this week, I have not. Since I fell down the rocky cliff playing soccer, and getting what is probably the ugliest scab/bruise ever known to (wo)man, I have pretty much been confined to my hammock. Which I have to admit isn't the worst thing in the world.

I have read 3 books in my hammock this week. I started out with A Tree Grows in Brooklyn, then went on to Peace Like A River and just finished Robinson Crusoe. And let me tell you, I've never related to a book so much in my life as I did to Robinson Crusoe. He called his island The Island of Despair. I've been referring to El Salvador as Hell Salvador in my journal recently. He had to scrounge for fresh water to drink, as do I. He had no other living soul around to speak to, and while I'm surrounded by Hell Salvadorans, few of them will actually speak to me! Crusoe eventually got a man-slave who did all of the hard labor for him at his camp, and I've got a little latino host brother that climbs mango trees for me at my request. He's my Mr. Friday. Crusoe spent most of his days wondering what on earth he ever did to deserve being cast away on a deserted island. I have just about the same thought process every morning when I wake up, but then I remind myself I signed myself up for this!

Today, in addition to reading, I spent about 2 hours silent in my hammock watching wasps build a nest in my electrical sockets. Again. I didn't even try to stop it.

I've also started to wonder how many trips to the tienda for salva cola are acceptable in one day...

I have WAY too much time alone with my thoughts in my hammock. My mind wanders and there's no telling where it's going to end up. I start out thinking about the larvae that was in my bath water this morning, which reminds me of the time I walked around in the hot sun with my health promoter inspecting pilas for mosquito larvae, which then reminds me of the horrible sun burn I'll probably get if I don't buy some more sunscreen while I'm in the capital next weekend, which of course gets me thinking about food. Today, I actually sent my friend Sam (who's in the capital right now) a text message to see if he'd go to the KFC there and find out if those layered bowls of deliciousness (you know the ones I'm talking about, mashed potatoes, gravy, chicken, corn and cheese layered together in a bowl?) were on the menu there. Like, really? How did I get from mosquito larvae to popcorn chicken at KFC in one sitting?!

In other news, our cow Fortuna is preggers (and why wouldn't she be? all the other women in my community are!) and is going to have a chivo in 15 days. So that'll be exciting/probably really gross to watch. Tomorrow, I'm going to teach the kids here the real rules of softball so that we don't spend the entire time fighting over the made up rules they've got. I'm going to teach my first English class on Monday and then on Friday I'm outta here and heading to San Salv! WOO!

Miss you all! Shoot me an e-mail if anything exciting/not-so-exciting is happening in your life! I'm dying for gossip/news from the home front! jordanleefox@gmail.com

I'm off for another salva cola and hopefully a grape charramusca!

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