Hola Mundo. So we departed from the group this past friday and it was a sad goodbye. We ended our time in Quetzeltenango and then we spent our last few days in Antigua with our group. I said goodbye to my host mom, she was AMAZING(above)! We had some crazy nights in Guatemala and so many great memories. Memories of hott Mexican bands, and pickpocketing extreme, and leaning about crazy ancient orders that used to imprison women and turn them into nuns. Everything this trip was supposed to be was all that times a million. I cannot even begin to explain what I am learning, but I can give a brief overview of what exactly I am doing. After our Whitworth group left us at the airport for the states (BELOW), Andrew and I waite
d for a couple hours for our contact just outside of the airport. With a little trouble, we called a friend who was able to get a hold of her. It turns out she had been waiting for us two hours earlier and had thought we just left (she was waiting at 4 am in the morning) but we had gotten there at 5. We were at the a
irport at the same time, but we just missed each other. We headed out around 8 and she took us to get our Tika bus tickets which we would use Saturday morning (the 23). After purchasing our tickets we went to our host house of this wonderful lady, her dasughter, and their cray little dog. We were staying in Guatemala city with a host family that was wonderful. The house was really beautiful and I was super jealous and wanted to stay longer. They enjoyed our company and they showed us around the capital which was really great. The father of the family had passed away about four months ago which I'm guessing had to be really hard on them, but the family was doing really well. We always have a place to go in Guatemala City now. After that night we got picked up and driven to the bus station at 4 in the morning. We were super tired but we knew we could just sleep on the bus. We bussed all day Saturday through El Salvador, and then we had to switch busses in order to get to Honduras. We met some Americans at the bus stop and they were traveling all throughout Central America and were even heading to the Phillipines not too long after. What are the chances that on this bus ride to Honduras we would meet an American from the state of Washington and from Spokane where we attend school??? Slim to none right... Well it happened and she gave us a heads up about Honduras and what to expect. It was crazy. Once we bussed to Tegucigalpa on Saturday night, we immediately were in awe how different Tegucigalpa seemed from what we had seen in Guatemala. The capital did not look as modernized or anythign like I expected. We soon took a taxi and were looking for a hotel that was recommended to us. After seeing the neighborhood that the hotel was in, we began to worry. Danielle, the girl from Spokane took the same taxi as us and suggested that the hotel she was going to was much safer than the one we were looking for. We quickly agreed and went to that hotel which seemed much safer and for roughly the same price. We then went out Saturday night to watch the Honduras vs. United States game and that got alittle wild. We cheered ev
erytime that Honduras scored a goal mostly because we were in Honduras, but also because they were great goals haha. One of Danielle's friends was from Olympia Wa which is only like 20 minutes from Tacoma where I live. I was thrown off by these Washington people being all the way down in Tegucigalpa, Honduras. Crazy right haha. After the night was over we slept in the hotel and then went for Siguatepeque on Sunday. It was about a three hour bus ride from Teguc, and we arrived there without problems. Once we arrived we were quickly greeted by our host family who are from Argentina, the country that we will be studying in in March. They are super nice, and have a wonderful house, and life in Siguatepeque. The couple runs a church in Siguatepeque and are very well known in this pueblo. Their organization is called Union Biblica de Honduras. They are very similar to young life in the states, but of course it's different in Honduras. We were immediately taken to their church for a wonderful meal of tortillas, pollo, y some other foods. It was delish! We then came home to settle in our new house.
Hola Mundo. So we departed from the group this past friday and it was a sad goodbye. We ended our time in Quetzeltenango and then we spent our last few days in Antigua with our group. I said goodbye to my host mom, she was AMAZING(above)! We had some crazy nights in Guatemala and so many great memories. Memories of hott Mexican bands, and pickpocketing extreme, and leaning about crazy ancient orders that used to imprison women and turn them into nuns. Everything this trip was supposed to be was all that times a million. I cannot even begin to explain what I am learning, but I can give a brief overview of what exactly I am doing. After our Whitworth group left us at the airport for the states (BELOW), Andrew and I waited for a couple hours for our contact just outside of the airport. With a little trouble, we called a friend who was able to get a hold of her. It turns out she had been waiting for us two hours earlier and had thought we just left (she was waiting at 4 am in the morning) but we had gotten there at 5. We were at the a
irport at the same time, but we just missed each other. We headed out around 8 and she took us to get our Tika bus tickets which we would use Saturday morning (the 23). After purchasing our tickets we went to our host house of this wonderful lady, her dasughter, and their cray little dog. We were staying in Guatemala city with a host family that was wonderful. The house was really beautiful and I was super jealous and wanted to stay longer. They enjoyed our company and they showed us around the capital which was really great. The father of the family had passed away about four months ago which I'm guessing had to be really hard on them, but the family was doing really well. We always have a place to go in Guatemala City now. After that night we got picked up and driven to the bus station at 4 in the morning. We were super tired but we knew we could just sleep on the bus. We bussed all day Saturday through El Salvador, and then we had to switch busses in order to get to Honduras. We met some Americans at the bus stop and they were traveling all throughout Central America and were even heading to the Phillipines not too long after. What are the chances that on this bus ride to Honduras we would meet an American from the state of Washington and from Spokane where we attend school??? Slim to none right... Well it happened and she gave us a heads up about Honduras and what to expect. It was crazy. Once we bussed to Tegucigalpa on Saturday night, we immediately were in awe how different Tegucigalpa seemed from what we had seen in Guatemala. The capital did not look as modernized or anythign like I expected. We soon took a taxi and were looking for a hotel that was recommended to us. After seeing the neighborhood that the hotel was in, we began to worry. Danielle, the girl from Spokane took the same taxi as us and suggested that the hotel she was going to was much safer than the one we were looking for. We quickly agreed and went to that hotel which seemed much safer and for roughly the same price. We then went out Saturday night to watch the Honduras vs. United States game and that got alittle wild. We cheered ev
erytime that Honduras scored a goal mostly because we were in Honduras, but also because they were great goals haha. One of Danielle's friends was from Olympia Wa which is only like 20 minutes from Tacoma where I live. I was thrown off by these Washington people being all the way down in Tegucigalpa, Honduras. Crazy right haha. After the night was over we slept in the hotel and then went for Siguatepeque on Sunday. It was about a three hour bus ride from Teguc, and we arrived there without problems. Once we arrived we were quickly greeted by our host family who are from Argentina, the country that we will be studying in in March. They are super nice, and have a wonderful house, and life in Siguatepeque. The couple runs a church in Siguatepeque and are very well known in this pueblo. Their organization is called Union Biblica de Honduras. They are very similar to young life in the states, but of course it's different in Honduras. We were immediately taken to their church for a wonderful meal of tortillas, pollo, y some other foods. It was delish! We then came home to settle in our new house.
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