New Apartments

Honduras. Day 11.

Today was one of those days that I think I can call: beautiful.

Today was a “day off” for the interns and AIMers, but that does not mean it wasn’t eventful. We slept in until nearly 10 this morning, while Marc and Terri went to take the TORCH group to the airport. Then we woke up and got all of our stuff together and prepared to go to our new apartments in Teguc. We piled nearly all of the luggage into the Galloper, and then me and Karis squeezed into the front and Nolan drove. It was quite an interesting drive.

We knew the basic gist of where we were going, but apparently there was a wrong turn in there somewhere and we wound up in El Centro (downtown Tegucigalpa, which is actually a perfectly safe place to be in, it’s just a mess of a traffic jam). So I called Louis for directions, and after he got done laughing at us, he told me that the best thing to do is ask a taxi driver because they “always know the way.” So I hopped out, walked to the taxi behind us, and asked the driver.

He did not know the way.

But the guy in the back did. But my Spanish was bad enough that I couldn’t understand, and traffic was starting to move and I didn’t want to be far from the Galloper, so the guy just got out of the taxi and told us he’d show us the way.

Yeah, I was thinking the same thing too. “Not a good idea.”

But we were lost, and the guy was a middle-aged, nice looking guy. So we crammed a little more and let him show us the way. He got us deep Centro up to the Stadium. And then the Galloper decided that it was on an impossible hill and gave up hope.

Sigh.

So then I got out of the Galloper to push and, get this, the guy got out too. I thought that was pretty nice. And so me and him pushed on the Galloper until we eventually got it rolling through traffic. And then the two of us ran to catch up with it. We eventually jumped back in and were off. As things settled down and we got on the highway, he started talking to us.

About God.

(And we are the missionaries?)

We noticed that he had a Bible in his hands, and he opened it and showed it to us. Then he started telling us about his church, and asking us about where we went to church. And then we got to the mall (we knew the way to the apartments from there), and the guy got out of the car, said, “God bless you,” we said, “Thank you,” and he walked away.

It could have been any cab in the city that I asked for directions from. But I asked the one with Jesus riding in it.

We got to the apartments, set our stuff down, and me, Karis, Kale, and Nolan went to the mall and to T.G.I. Friday’s (being an intern rocks; we do what we want). We came back later, and me and Karis and Kale sat on the roof and talked about God (I’m with such cool kids), and then we all got together and hung out down in the lobby of the apartments. Then we made a 10 o’ clock run to Wendy’s (with Louis), and then we all ate up on the roof again.

Today was sweet. And it makes me anxious about tomorrow.