Dried Fish Soup.

The Honduran call this week, Semana Santa. The whole country is pretty much shut down. It’s a weeklong vacation. Well it’s tradition that they serve a soup. Well this soup consists of dried fish and some more weird things. Today I got the pleasure of enjoying that soup. Thank goodness Rosa and Jorge had some family over, so they sent the soup over to Rhonda’s house for us to eat. It wasn’t as bad as I was lead up to believe. It was a little hard to eat because I really don’t like fish but I eat it. And it all stayed down. (: so excited. It was a new culture experience for me. Rhonda and I were laughing. I don’t think I could have eaten it in front of the family, I mean I would have but it would have been a little harder to do. But God would have helped me through. Lol. I learned how to chew and swallow large amounts today, but the time I got to the last bite I was so thankful. However, I think everyone should have this kind of experience. Oh a funny story to this, when the midland group came and we went shopping right after we got done picking the group up from the airport and ate. Well in the store I meet up with Matt and Caleb who were looking at some weird looking things that smelled horrible. I walk up to them and Caleb asks me, “Nicole, what is this?” I told him I thought it was fish. I found out that day from Rhonda that I would have to eat that same nasty looking and smelling fish at least once while in Honduras. It turns out that day has come and has now past, I have now eaten the nasty looking and smelling dried fish. It was interesting along with so many other things here.



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