Shoup Airlines

August 12th, 2000

Today was a well deserved day of rest. We all got up at the butt crack of dawn, as usual, for a two hour bus ride to the beach. It was well worth it, the water was beautiful and warm, the day was fantastic and the food was excellent! A couple of us walked over to a pier about a 1/2 mile away and watched the fishermen pull up puffers and rock bass. Some children were jumping off the end of the pier, so I figured why not. There being no other takers, I jumped off and swam back to point where the group was. Talk about exhaustion! We counted our sunburns and aches and headed home.

That night we went to church and someone spilled the beans that I could speak Spanish. Lucky me, when they ran out of translation headphones, I got to translate for a couple of us. With all the thees and thous and smiting and begetting going on it’s hard enough in English, now imagine translating from Spanish. Let’s just say this pastor liked to talk and my head hurts now.

After church we went to dinner. They do things late here around here so we didn’t sit down until 9pm. Talk about starving! I had the Honduran version of lasagna with chicken and peppers and the usual canned Sprite. You DO NOT drink anything here unless it is in a can and you opened it. Anyway, dinner was muy excelente!

Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.

Matthew 11:28