Honduras 2024!

Since I feel sorry about the last post being so long, I’ll try to keep this post semi-short. Week nine took me three weeks to write so I am going to go over the past three weeks in this post. For the past three weeks I got to work in Papí and Mamí’s house taking down a wall and then putting it back up since it was infested with termites. This was my first time, in all my years coming, that I got to go inside Papí and Mamí’s house. Anyways, we started by taking all the wood and drywall down, and then we brought up the wood frame we made and the drywall too. Then for final touches, we used caulk to cover up the screw holes and cracks. It was an easy process but it was difficult to carry out since it required us to lift a lot of weight in really awkward positions. We finished the job on Thursday of week 12. Not a lot happened during week 10 except for when I went to town on Saturday. Since Maestro gets his Saturday afternoons off, so do I. I had already decided I was going to town in the ...

This week was a very casual, ordinary week. My mom and I got invited to every single team meal, every single day by Mamí herself. We got to hear Papí, Mamí, and Leshawn’s(the American nurse that lives here) testimonies. Then Saturday my mom left with the team that was here all week. Besides this, nothing else really happened this week. I told myself when I decided to start blogging this journey, that if I ever had a dull week I would write about my past and why I’m here now. So… The story starts about nine years ago when I turned ten. For all five of us kids, my parents offered us a trip to Disney World the summer after our tenth birthday. Alina and Jaden were the only two kids that ‘decided’ not to go to Disney. From that point on, every summer from 11 to 18, we would accompany our mom on her annual mission trip to Orphanage Emmanuel here in Honduras. This meaning that I have been coming down every summer for a month since I was 11 and I’ve gotten to make so many incredible friends an...

  Because of the storm on Sunday, the power was out most of Monday which was so awful because we’ve been dealing with consistent 95° weather. Since the power was out, working in the wood shop would’ve been really annoying, so instead I helped Eric take off roofs that were all crumpled up and then we put the straight ones back on. The power stayed out until 6:30pm-ish. On Tuesday, I went to town again for some groceries but on my way out of the orphanage, Felipe stopped me and asked me if I could pick him up 100 hot dogs and some ketchup😅. I will say, as dangerous as the town is, I really really enjoy every moment I get to spend out there. Walking the streets and seeing how different my upbringing was compared to the people down here is just an incredible thought. On Wednesday, Maestro, Ever, and I installed the doors we’ve been working on all week into the new hotel. While working, we took a break and Maestro ordered some food for us from a fast food place in town. I didn’t kn...