And the Journey Begins...

I can´t believe that just the night before last, I was in my bed at home. I feel like so much has happened since I left. Ill start from the beginning. I finished packing at 2:30am tuesday morning, woke up at 5am to go to the airport, and then flew to Miami on the same flight as my sister and her husband on the way to their honeymoon (complete coincidence I promise). I then flew to San Pedro Sula, Honduras after being told by the man at the check in desk that I wouldn´t be allowed through customs unless I had a return ticket. I told him that I would take my chances and just pray that I get through... and I did. I then met Victor, a pastor from Honduras, his wife, Justancia, and their 2 year old daughter Eliabeth (Ill post a picture when I get a chance) and we drove 2 hours to Victor´s home town called La Entrada. I met the family, went to honduran birthday party, and then to a prayer meeting at his church. I got more stories, but no more time to write. But I do feel like I hit the ground running. I am really excited about the road ahead!