guns and beans

My first week in Honduras is over. I thought that I would need something exciting for blog followers since I haven't put up any updates for a week. So I'll give you my first little impression on the country.
It's really beautiful here as I had mentioned before, but there are some not as nice aspects of the country. One thing you notice is how many police out there. With guns. In front of banks, of course, but also at convenience stores and supermarkets. Most houses and buildings have barbed wire on the top of the fences. It shows how we shouldn't go out after the sun goes down, but at the same time, there's a sense of security knowing that men with guns are out to protect the citizens. And my host mom is really protective of me and the community I'm in is small and most people know each other, so you don't have to worry (too much!).
On a lighter note, I don't think I've ever eaten this many bean in my life. I've had some type of it (whole, mashed, with rice, with bread) every day. Beans and rice are definite staples in the Honduran diet. I've also had innumerable amounts of bananas and mangos. They also have this yummy baked plantain thing (which is 1000x better than the thing I made at my dinner for those that attended and experienced my culinary failure.)
Yes, so that's how my life has 'bean' this week. ha ha ha....... :)