It's been a good two days. When we first got to La Esperanza we were pretty exhausted from 2 long days on the road. We had to walk to our hotel with our massive backpack on our backs and our smaller travel backpacks on our chests. We looked absolutely massive compared to the people here. Even without our packs on people make comments about us and tell other people that we make them nervous. I try to disarm them by smiling, but it's definitely a weird feeling.
When I was reading about Honduras I was really feeling that we were supposed to be here, but when we got here it wasn't the quiet, sleepy mountain town that we were expecting. After walking like 4 Godzillas through the market and grabbing a bite to eat, we went back to our room and began to wonder what in the world we were doing here. We had tried to make contact with different ministries, but nothing was working out. Then Pastor Armando called and everything changed.
I absolutely loved this town, this church and these children. I would love to do something here in the future. They told usÿ if we come back that they will cut their doorways bigger for us.
Something kind of crazy happened at lunch today. This drunk Honduran guy came up to us while we were eating and said he was from Moorestown, NJ (which is about 20 minutes from where I grew up). He just kind of kept stammerring and talking to us, until someone forced him to leave. They got in a skirmish in the middle of the street. Eventually the drunk guy came back to apologize.
What's even more crazy is that we are going to be on Honduran TV this week! We knew they were filming us with an HD camera, but we had no idea until right before we left that it was for TV. We hope that the story of what the Gracepointe did for the Honduran kids will make a bigger impression than the 4 giants.
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