I got sick on Friday with a throat/sinus infection. Despite being limited to the hostel and not being able to visit the hospital, getting sick reminded me of how privileged we really are. Not only was I being treated by Dr. Juan (read more about him in the Medical Brigade entry) and getting free medicine, the fact that I was getting treated at all was a blessing. Like I mentioned in the last entry, so often the poor in Honduras can't afford even getting to the doctor, let alone pay for a doctor's visit or medicine.
Saturday was the team's break/decompression day. We spent the day in the beach town of Tela, Honduras, in a rather first-class resort. After a really fantastic Honduran lunch, we spent the day in the water and climbing coconut trees. It was a struggle enjoying the beauty of the beaches in Honduras and realizing that what we were experiencing was out of reach for so many Hondurans. Nonetheless, we just felt incredibly blessed to be able to see and experience a different part of what makes Honduras so wonderful.
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