Three Countries in Three Days

These last couple of days have been an absolute whirlwind. I arrived in Honduras, had only one day in Comayagua, rode the bus to Antigua and started classes the next day. I´ll start at the beginning.

The flights went well. God is good and everything worked out despite the strangely long lines at SeaTac and the tropical storm that was supposed to hit the northern coast of Honduras that morning.

Arriving was a little overwhelming. I couldn´t help thinking what have I gotten myself into? But was we drove north I began to see again the beauty of Honduras, both natural and in the people. Being welcomed back into the community was wonderful. I jumped right back into the life there.

Then I caught the bus bright and early to begin the fourteen hour bus ride to Antigua. It was long, but uneventful. It is really, really strange to see Central America through the eyes of a tour bus window. I looks very different than when you have to walk the dusty streets and enter into the lives of the people.

Now I am residing in Antigua, Guatemala with a wonderful women named Doña Hilda. She rents out several rooms to foreigners working or studying here. So far I really like Antigua. It is a tourist destination, which again is weird, but that means it is pretty safe, especially during the day. I appreciate being able to walk around by myself. I have been doing some exploring, trying to get a handle on the basic layout. Antigua is quite pretty, surrounded by mountains and two volcanoes. (Don´t worry mom, they have never threatened the city.) Antigua is an old colonial city so there are cobblestone streets with old buildings close together on either side.

I also started class. My teacher is great. I know that I need to study Spanish to be able to serve so I will offer that sacrifice to God and try to study hard.