I am so incredibly far behind on blogs…..Let me take a trip
back to a little over a month ago when my man and his cousin came for a visit
to Honduras.
Friday (3/9) I set
off to the airport to pick up Wrenn and TJ from the airport. Luckily I had a
friend drive me to the airport to avoid bus travels. I got to the airport and
only had to wait about 45 minutes for their plane to arrive. Just enough time
for the nerves to build up a bit. I hadn’t seen Wrenn since my visit to Dallas
at the beginning of January. I anxiously stood by the door waiting for it to
open and them to pop out. Unfortunately,
the doors are part clear and part frosted glass, so I could see them
taking a rather long time talking to immigration. I stood helplessly on the
other side of the doors peeking through the parts that I could see through.
After a few minutes they finally came through the door. We grabbed a quick bite
and then caught a Hedman Alas bus to Copan. The bus trip was quite interesting
with all the twists and turns and not without some suffering did we make it to
Copan. After a long day for all of us we turned on MTV in English and went to
bed. Saturday we went to check out the ruins, and I served as a guide for us.
Later that afternoon we went to hang out with Kate and her Mom, Georgeanne,
along with Magdiel and Carlos. We spent a great deal hanging out and chatting.
Then we went out for a lovely dinner and called it a night. Sunday we crammed
into Magdiel’s truck, 6 of us in one truck….4 guys and 2 girls, you can only
imagine how squished we were. After a
quick stop in Santa Rosa for some groceries we were Gracias bound. I think
Wrenn and TJ were quite surprised by all of Honduras and felt even more
grateful for everything they have in the United States.
Monday set me off to work, with Wrenn and TJ promising to
come a little bit later. My kids were beyond excited and went bonkers when they
saw them. The kiddos absolutely adored them and were climbing on Wrenn like he
was a human jungle gym. They played a lot of great games like futbol, duck duck
goose, and volleyball. TJ came bearing gifts and gave each of my kiddos a box
of colored pencils. My students didn’t
want them to ever leave (I felt the same). We spent our afternoons hanging out
and checking out the town. Thursday morning the boys headed out and I had to
face my kiddos alone. The students were sad, as was I, but we had all had a
great time. It was so good to Wrenn again, and I am looking forward to spending
more time with him J
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