October 01, 2006
First Day in Honduras
Truth be told, the "First Day in Honduras" almost didn't happen for several of us. I started the night before when I couldn't find my passport. We've had construction going on at our house and I was sure it had been hopelessly lost or buried under construction debris. Luckily, my 11 year-old-daughter, who is a lot smarter than me, found it in the backpack I had carried to Honduras the last time I went in July about 11pm. Then I could start packing.
The drama continued at 5am when I found out that arriving in the morning, a team member had forgotten his passport and was having his spouse drive it in from at least an hour away. Next, another member had forgotten important medication, and one member didn't show up until final boarding call, having been out-smarted by the Razer phone's alarm's user interface. Upon arriving in Tegucigalpa, another member's visa was questioned for an anxious several moments.
But that was the end of the trial, as Raul, our host, met us outside of customs and we were safely transported to our home for the next week, El Hogar. We arrived amid some excitement. Some of the older boys and there music teacher have formed a marimba band and have been playing some gigs around town. The also went to the Episcopal Church's General Convention and played there. Anyway, the boys were playing at the Marriot that night opening for a very well-known Central American singer named Guillermo Anderson.
We were invited to come, so after having unpacked, had a tour of the campus, and had dinner, we were driven to the Hotel Marriot were we saw our boys play in front of the Honduras elite, and then enjoyed the tropical music of Mr. Anderson, who is a heck of a guitar player.
Some of us got to sit with the Marimba band members watching the rest of the concert and it was fun to see how happy they were at this big opportunity. Claudia, the El Hogar principal, told me Guillermo may even come to the school for a visit.
Posted by jason at October 1, 2006 11:45 AM