June 10th 2010
Morning
Breakfast with coffee and fresh fruit - groups disperse.
Myself, both Cory's and Frommer work on the road. We are to go to the "trouble spots" and pave them so vehicles have traction going up. Others fix a roof and the rest have a VBS for the kids.
We dig out tracks then filling them with rocks and cement - this was after we originally put the rocks in the wrong spot, thus giving us Santos flashbacks.
At one point during moving the rocks, myself and Josh jumped from a moving truck.
Work is hard but productive, we will have the road finished sometime tomorrow.
We might be taking a walk to the Honduras border, but I hear thunder . . .
Since the roof and kitchen floor are done and the road work almost done, we will have time to go around the village and meet people, talk with them and maybe help with projects they may have.
Some people have gone to the waterfall for a shower, I haven't any swim trunks, so I am not one of them.
Not too long later . . .
A group of us took a trek to the border to Honduras. It was great, however, for reasons I won't go into here, I kinda walked into a tree branch and popped the lens out of my glasses. Everyone stopped to help me find it. It was foggy when we got to the border, kinda erie. A couple of people (Mike + John) decided to relieve themselves in the newly visited country.
Coming back, there was a downpour. Everyone got soaked. ALL of my clothing was drenched. My jacket, shirt, pants, socks, unmentionables, everything . . . except the pocket Bible I had with me. It was completely dry. Cory said it was because "You can't water down the Bible"
And sleeping comes waves - I fall asleep and wake up over and over again. Concrete isn't comfy.
