Hello From Honduras!!

Hello From Honduras!!

Well, I made it finally! I had a lot of issues as soon as we were ready to board to Dallas from Springfield, they said there were maintenance issues and we had a 2 hour wait. I literally just started bawling right there on the spot. But the lucky thing was I got to go back out and sit with my sweet friends who came and my mom and dad.

It ended up taking off only an hour late, so as soon as we landed in Dallas, I booked it for my terminal and as I was checking to make sure it was the right flight, I hear "final boarding call for flight 640!" Talk about a close call! I had a little more time when we touched down in Miami, but not much after walking all over the place. The list of flights said my flight was at terminal J2, funny thing was, the map DIDN'T HAVE A J2!

But I finally found signs pointing me toward it so I kept following them until they pointed to a check in, except that was obviously NOT where I was supposed to be! Let me preface that I was/ have been an emotional wreck all week leading up to this. So it should not surprise you that I again broke down in the middle of this airport, which isn't signed very well at all, and all I wanted to do was scream for someone who could understand English!! It was rough.

However, then some guys did help me and I made it through security check and found my flight. I also had a hard day because all I'd had to eat was half of a cheese stick at like, 5:30 in the morning! I didn't eat again until 3! Thankfully I had a little time before leaving for the Honduras flight. I grabbed a granola bar and got on the plane. All the plane rides themselves were fine, but getting to them is possibly one of the worst things ever. But, when you're alone, it forces you to just deal with it. So, I did!

I got off and met Lauren, another English teacher, and Doris, one of the librarians, as well as James, another new English teacher. We got to the school around 7:15 (which feels like midnight here because it gets pitch dark at 6:30 every night!) and had pizza from the local grocery store. It seriously tasted just like American, only the Hondurans use better sauce, I think! =) I got to meet all the other English teachers and some of the Hondurans as well. It feels so good to really be here and meet everyone, even though it's still scary when I think about how far away I really am! But, that is to be expected, and luckily, I have three girls I live with who all have their homesick moments, so it's really okay.

So, a terrible thing I discovered AFTER we were in Siguatepeque (the town I now live in, eek!) was that I somehow FORGOT my backpack at the airport. The airport is two hours away from Sigua (what everyone calls this town, you know, because it has such a long name), so we tried calling and didn't get any answer, but will try again today and see what happens. I have all my really important things, but it stinks, my camera, my ipod, my favorite Bible, letters from friends, and just daily essentials were all in there.) If you could be praying about that, it would be great. =)

I would attach pictures with this, buuuut, like I said, my camera is gone, at least for the moment. What I really wanted to end on today, though, is this: I've always thought when I get into sticky situations that I was so lucky to have someone there to help me. Much like today, with not knowing where to go in the airports and not knowing what to do when my very first flight was delayed. I always tend to think how incapable I am, but that's because I AM. I 'm not supposed to be able to do everything without needing help, none of us are. It wasn't luck that found me when I needed guidance getting to my next destination, it was God. I love how He shows up in so many random people just for me, even if they may never know it! God places each person in our path for a reason, so I really want to remember that, especially with my time In Honduras. It like the English Program Director, Siliva, says "It's not a coincidence we are here." I'm so glad she thinks that, because it's been a motto of mine ever since I first found out about this school.

Today, we're getting a tour of Sigua and going to the market, and also hopefully getting cell phones we can use in Honduras. Oh yeah, speaking of phones, that was also in my backpack. Even if I do get it back, which I really hope I do, I won't be using it to call anyone on, and I will only be texting very minimally. So if you want/need to reach me, use Facebook or twitter or my email (brennab2989@yahoo.com). For those of you wanting to know how to send packages/letters to me, I will post that in my next blog. It's only 6:10 here and I didn't get much sleep to begin with, so I'm going to try to rest some more before my first full day here!

Love you all and thank you so much for the prayers and support you're given me. It makes it harder to be so far away because of how wonderful my community of friends and family are, but it's still wonderful.

Until next time,
-Brenna B.