Today was in the books to be hectic. Jenn and I were supposed to meat Dr. Larios in the morning, Ashley going back to Casa de Esperanza, and the kids off of school (which was actually a miscommunication and they had school).
This is Honduras.
I woke up on the couch around 8am with all the boys up. Mario and I slept on the couch. He is so cute- he didn't want to go to his bed- he wanted to go where I was. We stayed up till about midnight (shh.. he goes to bed at 8). He loved watching a video of on my phone of my dog playing frisbee with me. He kept saying he wanted a dog. I showed him friends on my facebook then we talked about chicks, guitars, and listened to some music...
You know... stuff hombres do.
Jenn and I went to the market before we headed over to Dr. Larios' house. The market was such a cool experience. Local farmers and merchants bring their goods to the centro. You just park, walk, and shop. When we were finished, we walked back to the truck only to notice someone had blocked us in. We could not move in any direction more than a foot. So what else to you do other than wait....
it ended up being about 20 minutes to the fella decided to finish shopping. (hey- it could have been worse)
This is Honduras.
Then we headed to Dr. Larios' house- there I meant her and talked to her about upcoming trips she is planning and how she could use me. We talked for about an hour and I received a lot of good news for my plans to stay down here.
Dr. Larios is an amazing woman and wonderful lady. She is truly unique in the way she welcomes you with all of her heart by being so welcoming and kind, remarkable.
This is Honduras.
Back to the car with Jenn.
We were headed this time to Cadena de Amor (chain of love). We got a quick lunch on the way- Quiznos. I need to comment on the traffic here, or maybe today. Ugh! It sucked! In L.A. in 2006 I went 15 miles in 45 minutes and I thought that was bad... Today I went 5 miles in 40 minutes in downtown Tegucigalpa and it was horrendous! There was accidents, police, stalled semi on entrance ramps across both lanes... Ah!!!
This is absolutely Honduras.
oh... and we also got in an accident... but I'm fine.
Jenn dropped me off at Cadena de Amor and there I meant Octavio. A great guy who I'll probably being seeing more of now. We sat upstairs and took care of some paper work then talked about chicks, guitars, and listened to some music
You know... stuff hombres do.
I was supposed to go over to Cadena to help unload a truck for the following days moving truck at 3...then..5...then...7... then....
You guessed it.
This is Honduras- and the truck never came.
So there ya go.. my day in a few paragraphs. I usually don't write like that but today was such a day I had to thank God I am not impatient in things I can't control- like traffic, buses, cargo, or most importantly...
people.
On a deeper note I want to tell you all what I'll be up to for the next ten days or so.
Dr. Larios ended up hooking me up with two teams to go with. One to Zambrano, Honduras and one to Opimuca, Honduras. Both villages are very poor towns with yearly, yes yearly, incomes of $720 and $240 dollars, respectively.
Dr. Larios informed me she wants me to take lots of pictures for Medical Teams International and blog on their site about the trip! You all want to know an answered prayer- that is one. I was praying for something to do for God I would truly enjoy and meanwhile she was praying for someone to step in and take care of this for her.
God hears.
and delivers.
I do have one thing to mention though... The whole team going to Opimuca is from Michigan...
so I don't know if we'll be able to talk about God on that trip...
at least I will be able to be a light.
Well after those two trips I am headed for Roatan, Honduras with Ana and her family. If you have never heard of Roatan, I suggest you go to Google images in the near future. I'll be there till Sunday on Valentine's Day weekend and despite the eight hour bus ride and two hour boat ride to the island; it will be worth it.
After all...
This is Honduras.
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