There´s an odd mix of excitement and resignation here, not so much for what the storm might do to us, but for what it means for the people on the Atlantic. They are some of the country´s poorest, and none of their homes are built to withstand hurricanes. It´s hard to imagine where their food and shelter will come from in the days and months ahead.
Out on the streets everyone seems relaxed. Leon is in a fairly protected position. I just came from lunch. The majority of the people were drinking. There´s really nothing to do but wait and hope that the storm moves quickly over us -- the problem with Mitch in 1998 was that it stalled and dumped ridiculous quantities of rain.
Anyway, I may be without internet and phone for a little while, but I´ll keep myself entertained, and you guys informed.
In none storm-related news, I am rehearsing tonight with a salsa band called Fachento, which translates to ´snooty.´ They perform every Friday at one of the hottest nightspots in town, so if they are willing to have me, I will earn the kind of notoriety reserved for gringos foolish enough to get up on stage. But seriously, I am delighted to have the opportunity, and am enjoying practicing the trumpet much more than I used to.
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