Rain

It actually rained last night for the first time since we´ve been here. And the expression "raining cats and dogs" made sense to me for the first time. If the rats on the roof didn´t make enough sound, hail falling on a tin roof is sure to wake you up. I found myself dreaming about the rain storms and landslides that happened this past november. Wiped out a lot of the neighboring communities and a few volunteers actually lost their host family and-or host family houses. The communities we are in are at the base of a volcano and when the rain comes it comes hard. It causes landslides and large boulders and mud destroys much of the area below, or whatever is in the path. In November, it rained for 4 hours one night and killed 200-300 people. Its really sad. Some people live in houses just made of mud and they cant hold up in the storms. It´s hard to imagine the fear people live in. My host mom said that she is afraid for her children to move back into my room when I move out because it is not attached to her room. If another bad storm comes, she wants to make sure she can get to them quickly...