Orphanage Day One

We slept and read and watched Miss Congeniality with breakfast somewhere in between. From 7am to 1pm just because we can. Our orientation wasn't until 2:30pm. Breakfast was mango and an omelette with coffee and orange juice. Yesterday (because I didn't blog) was papaya and French toast.  The papaya was not that very good, I guess that was my first time trying it straight from the fruit rather than blended up in a smoothie. Dinner last night was tons of veggies, salad, banana (cooked another unusual way), with cas juice. Tonight's was pasta! Creamy cheese sauce with vegetables inside. Salad and pineapple juice. Btw, she makes all her juice from scratch besides breakfast's orange juice. Anyway, enough to about comida (food).

The orphanage. Wow. It was three hours of torture. I love kids, absolutely love them but these 8 niños (children) were something else. We arrived and played with playdoh for half the time which was good until the very end when this girl almost kicked me because I said no to her. I said no because she was being violent. Communication was great. But when we all sat down for their television time, they went loco (crazy). They are so mean, pyshically violent, and took advantage of us. They must be used to having Americans come in to help because they knew we couldn't speak much and when I tried to lay my foot down, they would just laugh and keep doing it. They were so naughty. The three house moms were no where to be found the entire time. One girl slapped Michaela. Name calling was definitely present. I was so fed up of trying to be authoritive. Now we have four more dias (days) of this. Ages are 5 and under. There is a baby and I wanted to hold him so badly. I kept walking to his crib where he was completely content the entire three hours without attention. His laugh was the cutest. I plan on asking to hold him at some point this week. Ohhhhhh and, we had two others at the orientation for the first half of our time there and I was with one of them at some point during play time and he was telling me the two of the kids made the motion of slicing their necks at him. And they give death glares.

Michaela and I booked a trip on Thursday at noon. 13 zip lines. I'm so excited for the adrenaline rush and the view but I'm scared as hell too. Oh, I lost my debit card. I checked my bags at least five times and it's definitely gone. No idea. And that was my only means of money. Thank God for Venmo (a money transferring app). I transferred money to Michaela's card so I can use it too.

Mas (more) information:

• There are no bus stop signs. There are spots where people get on and off but no signs of where the buses actually stop. 
• Flor cooks with no oven. Only stove. 
• We watched Latino Family Feud  
• I tried adding photos on these blog posts but it's not working on my phone, lo siento (sorry).
• Tomorrow magaritas after volunteering, Wednesday free cooking class after, Thursday is zip lining after, Friday we are going out for an Imperial at a bar called Chicago Pub, Saturday is the trip to the rainforest and beach, then Sunday we are on our way to Guatemala!