These women worked all day, everyday, making four to five hundred tortillas. They took me in and tried to teach me their skill, but once again, I discovered that practice makes perfect. I have a lot more practicing to do to even come close to their skills. I went back across the street where I was part of a crew mixing mortar and building a Habitat for Humanity house. I was better at stacking concrete blocks. I'd recommend attaching yourself to a Habitat team if the opportunity arises. About 4:00 every afternoon a white car arrived. the women wrapped the super-sized stack of tortillas in the clean tablecloth they were on and the driver hosted the heavy load to the trunk of his car. When you find a restaurant in San Pedro Sula, who knows, maybe you'll be served one of these tasty tortillas. Hope so!