Honduras, Day 1

We left for Trujillo Thursday, May 29. We spent Wednesday night at mom and dad's since no one close to us was going to the airport. Stoney, who was taking Meghan anyway, picked us up at 3:00. IN THE MORNING. I took Tylenol PM the night before, so I was pretty much in a stupor. We were the very first ones at the airport...like even before the janitors. We left a little after 6:00 and I slept HARD from Memphis to Atlanta and then from Atlanta to San Pedro Sula. I am sure that was a blessing for all around me. We got off the plane and had to go through customs, which I had never done before. Then we got on a bus (an old prison bus from the U.S.) and piled all our luggage on a flatbed truck. It was raining, so we stopped a got a tarp. After 8 long hours, we arrived at our camp. It's kind of hard to explain where we stayed. There is a man from New Orleans that owns a mahogany and cacao plantation in Trujillo. The plantation is no longer functioning since Hurricane Mitch, but there is a camp where the plantation workers used to stay. That is where we stayed. The Mahogany trees surrounding the camp are protected by law, so there are soldiers that stay in the camp to protect the trees. They are the same age as most of our kids...so you can expect many stories of the soldiers to come! We hired a lady to cook for us. She lived 8 hours away, so she slept in the kitchen. We ate rice and chicken and went straight to bed. All the adult women stayed in one cabin. There were 6 of us. 2 of the cabins had bathrooms (I use that term loosely)and they let the old ladies have one! We had a sink and a toilet and a hose of cold water for a shower.