BIG changes.

Packing up a house that you've lived in for 9 months into one rucksack is a serious challenge. You gather so many things, that are not even that important, but you feel the need to keep them. And SHOES. I don't even want to count how may pairs of shoes I've accumulated over the past 9 months. And I swear that my clothes in the wardrobe have doubled in quantity since moving here. It's like magic or something. Good job I'm starting a week before I leave, this process could take a long time!

I suppose I should mention why I'm packing up the house 3 months before I fly home, I'm not that organised! It's because, this Saturday, me and my Project Partner, Mali, are moving away from our teaching voluntary work in New Sunrise School, Trinidad to another project, elsewhere in Honduras, where we will be working more in a scoial care aspect of volunteer work. We are going to be working in an orphanage with children who have grown up with drug and alcohol abuse early in their lives and who have lost their parents.With 38 children in the orphanage, a mixture of boys and girls from 1 to 14 year olds. We'll be organising activities for the toddlers of the orphanage in the morning and then tutoring and helping with the homework of the older children in the evenings. 

I guess you're wondering why this move is happening, and happening so suddenly. During the past few weeks there have been some issues with the school that we've been working in. Issues that I will not go into, but after discussion with Project Trust it was decided that we would be moved to another Project for the duration of our stay in Honduras. 

And so a new chapter of my story in Honduras will be starting very soon! 

Our last weekend in Trinidad, wasn't really spent in Trinidad. Unfortunately we had to go to do a visa run to Guatemala, which involves getting many buses, crossing the boarder, staying the night and then hoping that they'll stamp your passport for another month or three months if you're lucky..

So we made a nice little trip to Guatemala for the ngiht and sucessfully got our passprots stamped for another three months!

The next day we decided to go to, what we think is, the best comedor in Honduras. It serves grilled chicken, beef, pork all served with avocado, refried beans, cheese, rice, pickeled onion and tortillas, grilled fresh fish with tajadas and beans, or Seafood soup with rice. All this for only $5 or £3. And the food, wow, it's delicious. After you've filled yourself to bursting, you can then walk down to the river for a relaxing swim or less relaxing, but definitely more exciting cliff jumping into the river. And that's exactly what we did, chilling by the river, jumping swimming and having a good laugh! It was a lovely last weekend in Trinidad and to top it off, parcels from home arrived. 

I got two parcels from my lovely Granos and one from my parents. They were filled with easter treats, somewhat squashed and melted, but a few hours in the fridge sorted all that out and the were just as good. An array of eggs were sent, Cadbury caramel, mini eggs, cream eggs, choclately eggs, and galaxy eggs. And cute little bunny rabbits. Me and Mali were in HEAVEN. Along with the choclately treats Granos also sent DARJEELING TEA and MINI CHEDDARS. The darjeeling was the first cupof tea I've had in the 9 months I've been here, and I seriosly appreciated that first cup of tea, so much that I had serveral more throughout the course of the day! And the mini cheddars, a stroke of genius from dear Granos, a blast from the past and one of my favourite snacks to have. I'm savouring every packet of them! I also got an array of Scottish memoribilia, a keyring, a tartan ribbon (which is now tying up my hair), a Proud to be Scottish sticker and a few other things. To top off my Scottish weekend, I watched Brave. And I loved it. to anyone who is Scottish and lives abroad I would highly recommend watching it. It reminded me so much of home, but never made me cry, it had laughs around every corner and the Scottish accents we're terrible. Mostly beacuse the people in it are actually Scottish! Shock horror. I would actually recommend anyone who like a good cartoon movie to watch it. Although I did have to translate some parts of it for my English friend.

So ends my time in Trinidad, with darjeeling tea, mini cheddars and a scottish movie. 

I've really enjoyed livng in this little town, and the experience in the school has taught me a lot and has been unforgettable, but now it's time to start a new experience and a new chapter in my time in Honduras. With just over three months left there will be plenty of stories to tell and experiences to be had. And I look forward to sharing them with y'all.