La Costilla Perdida

By Matt

This is one of my favorite funny things about spanish. Since God made Eve out of one of Adams ribs people refer to your wife as "La Costilla" (the rib) sometimes. Anyway my "Costilla" is "perdida" (lost) right now. Well not exactly lost, I know where she is. She is near the southern coast of Honduras helping translate for a group of Canadians that are building latrines and floors in some communities down there for about 8 days. It is really hot down in the south, so hopefully she is surviving. The town that she is in has no cell phone reception or electricity, so I haven't been able to talk to her much.
So, last friday after work, rather than spend the night at home alone I went over to the national park just outside of town where the caves are. I wanted to visit our friend Calixto and meet the new peace corps volunteer that is living with him. It is about a 30 minute walk from park entrance up the gorge to where calixto's house is perched above a river (dry right now). We drank coffee and tried to tell some jokes in spanish (which basically failed for lack of experience and memory). Josh the peace corps guy seems like a good fella. He's only been here a few months and he already bought a horse! He paid about $75, and I guess it is pretty slow.
The best part was in the morning when we were drinking coffee. About 6 white faced monkeys were picking fruit from the huge trees just behind Calixto's house. They were jumping from tree to tree and scurrying all over the place. It was really neat. Sorry, again, no pictures because Katie has the camera with her.