Day one in Honduras

July 18, 2011
Rising early at 4am to catch the flight into Houston from Dallas then on into Tegucigalpa, Honduras. This is a very rare occurence for me since Im normally not even in bed as I work the evening shift. We arrived in Houston, to find out that the departure time and gate had changed for the flight into Honduras so we had a bit of scrambling to find it. We arrived in Tegucigalpa just a few minutes late, where we were greeted by Marc Tindall and his crew at the airport. from there we traveled to Bodega where Marc has his warehouse to store items sent in from all around the world. After a bit of of waiting where the Honduran kids entertained us, we finally got the news that the container we were waiting on wouldnt be released on this day. We adjourned to camp Posada de la Pescador (camp of the fisherman) where our Host Julio greeted us and we got settled in for the day. The camp is surprisingly modern compared to the hovels you see in the drive around the city. At the evening planning session we were warned not to use the water for drinking or we would most assuredly become sick, and I wondered how the local residents deal with this. Apparently their immune systems have become somewhat adjusted to the level of bacteria in the water there. The planning session entailed listing tentative ideas for what the next day would hold.  A short singing devotional led by Broderick from Freed Hardeman university was a wonderful conclusion to my first day in Honduras. Then I went back to our cabin and proceeded to take my first shower in Honduras. With some misunderstood instructions from Lanetta, I reached up to turn the heating showerhead up to get hot water, only to find out that was not a good idea... thank goodness their electrical currents dont seem as powerful as the ones in the states !! I learned the next day that Marc has the President of Honduras as a friend on facebook, and sent him a message about the non release of the container.. Hilarious !!