9th of july

spending another week in la ceiba starts feeling like it is a bit too much. there is not much to do frankly speaking and so we try to get out of the city every day after classes. monday was spent though in this typical gringo style hotel resort bar watching the beach and the sea where you can not (it is not recommended in la ceiba) swim because it is contaminated. feels a bit sad, since the nature is so beautiful but the trace of human existence is evident in every single square meter. it is right in your face with all those plastic bottles and bags, old shoes and what not. on tuesday we went back to sambo creek, the garrifuna village just to be completely perplexed as to what had happened to that nice beach. it looked as if a garbage truck had an accident on the beach. as we were told later that happens after the rain/storm. all that junk appears on the beach and in the water. it actually becomes dangerous to swim in the sea since you really run the risk of being hit by a glassbottle in a head. i didn't take my chances, whereas marianne felt all brave and dived in that junksea. i really hope it gets cleaned up at some point, but unfortunately i'm not all that sure, because people here seem to treat the surrounding nature as "no man's land" and hence the garbage is dumped pretty much anywhere. a curious observation is that i seem to see quite a bit of hidden unemployment here, e.g. the other day there were two guys standing in the supermarket and peeling onions. what for? onions are preserved better unpeeled and sure enough everyone is capable of pealing there own onions, right?the same applies to the person standing next to the casheer and putting all your grocery shoppings in a bag for you. in my opinion their time would be spent in a way more productive manner if they were actually collecting that junk at the beach. it is all very sad and further contributes to the fact why marianne and i haven't been spending all of our free time at the beach and still are not the colour of a roasted bean.

la ceiba is an ok town, however something tells me that i won't miss it that much once we're out in the rainforest again or on our way to the other side of the country in order to continue our language course in the village of copan by the ancient maya ruins.