Sooo...once upon a time there was a political coop in Honduras, and so i had to go to the beach...

Well, unfortunately, Honduras projects were closed. And fortunately, the DR got some new vols and a new supervisor! So, it became my job to go get her at the airport. It was one of those jobs that no one wanted, becuase, well, the capital is disgusting. I am actually allergic to it, I believe. Anyhow, little did i know it would be come a fun adventure. First of all, I was able to catch a free ride all the way there with some guy with a bizarre name from one of my communities. He was really nice, but impossible to understand, so I spent the majority of the car right asking "eh?" Then, he dropped me off in the middle of nowhere. I called my taxi friend Leni, who came and picked me up. I had an extra hour before needing to be at the airport, so Leni stopped and bought me a coco and we went to the beach:





Leni, as a Dominican Taxi driver is particularly talented at multitasking...On our way out, he was drinking coco milk, driving down the highway, and taking a picture of me at the same time. Oh, the DR, how I will miss your bulla...