Honduras Two

Some more photos...

On Tuesday morning we felt more prepared.  We had learned what to expect (buses never showing up on time, school times changing, transitioning between skits on-the-fly).  In short, whatever we had planned would ALWAYS be changed.  It was Island time (which is ironic, since I never saw a clock), and we were learning how to trust and be faithful even when we had no idea what was going on.  It was, in a word, incredible.

Tue Morning.  Playing with the school kids

Isn't she cute?

Dave and I lost in Honduras.  So, we took some pics.

For some reason our power went out every night.

Tue. Afternoon. The biggest high school we went to.

John Love giving his testimony.  About 1,000 in attendance at this God-Man showing.

By Tuesday evening we were tired, but beginning to adjust.  The heat wasn't as bad as it had been, we were getting used to the food, and most of us had embraced that fact that "the runs" were here to stay.  We knew we'd only have one more day of ministry, as Thursday would be a travel day back to San Pedro Sula.  We were looking forward to hitting it hard, and were surprised to hear that we'd have a nice break Wed. Morning.  We had handed out nearly all of our Books of Hope, so we were able to have a "resort break." at Turquoise Bay.  It was BEAUTIFUL.  By far, one of the most gorgeous places I've ever been.

Wed. Morning at the resort.

Nice, much needed break.

Wed. afternoon, back to work.

Our second sweet ride.

Logan with Ivonne and Ingrid.  The two girls were our interpreters.

Our last school.

Playing with the kids before the final God-Man showing.

Jitters blowing bubbles with the kids.

Walter, our fearless Honduran leader.

Me with my buddy Austin.

And, so, we arrived back late Wed. night.  We were tired and thirsty, but energized by all that we had experienced the past few days.  In fact, as we talked, many of us wished we could stay longer.  However, we knew it would be "goodbye" as we would leaver shortly after breakfast the following morning.  On Thursday we would head back to the boat, and then have at least a 4 hour bus ride back to San Pedro.  

Group photo in front of the restaurant following breakfast.  Thur. Morning

Thur. Morn.  Dave and Anne wait for the boat.

Thur. Afternoon.  Back on the mainland.  

Once back on the mainland, we said goodbye to some of our friends we had made on the trip. They had flights out either late Thursday night or early Friday morning.  This left Friday for us to hang out in San Pedro with the Michigan team we'd worked with all week.  It was a fun day to unwind as we went to an open air market, the mall, and even saw a movie!

Fri. Morning, open air market!

Fri. Evening.  The Mall!

Saturday morning it was up early and off to the airport.  We made our way through Honduran customs and waited for our plane to Atlanta.  The rest of the day was spent in airports, carting luggage between custom agents, and a LOT of sitting.  It became very apparent that, especially on this trip, part of the ministry WAS traveling.  I've never moved luggage so much in my life.  

We landed in Pittsburgh at around midnight Saturday.  Back home, and never the same!