Hello everyone! Here is my monthly blog describing the beautiful country around me. This month, I am also adding in the fifth sensation of Touch (because my father is so wise and gave me a good idea). With that being said, here are the 5 Senses of Honduras!
**** So I am still in a really unreliable internet situation making it hard for me to upload pictures, once I find better wifi I will come back and post the others. Thank you for understanding and being patient!!****
Sight:
This month, my entire squad and I are in Valle De Angeles, which is settled in the mountains of Honduras. As we were coming into town, I looked out the window and was instantly at home. The views here are those of Wyoming but green, flowery, and populated. Houses sit precariously on the hillsides, so close together I often wonder if they are leaning on each other for support. The town is a labyrinth of cobblestone streets, trinket shops, and restaurants. People line the roads all searching for their next treasure to take home and put on the mantle. When we first arrived, a carnival was being held in the center of town which brought in more booths, rides, and parades. Murals of angel wings are artistically portrayed throughout the town, some painted, others made of mirror and wood.
Smell:
I kid you not, flowers literally make up the sent of Honduras. Every plant tree and shrub here seems to produce the most beautiful, fragrant flowers. When you get closer to town, the smell of roasted chicken and plantains drifts through the air making everyone’s stomach rumble. Many locals also burn brush around their property giving off the amazing sent of pine and smoke, reminding me of the forest fires back home.
Taste:
This month, our ministry host hired some family members to cook lunch and dinner for us each day. These amazing women create fantastic meals with handmade tortilla’s, fresh vegetables, and some tasty rice and beans (They even taught us how to make the tortilla’s from scratch!). Another fun treat about Honduras is that they have these tiny stores called Pulporillas. On almost every street you can find one of these snack shops that the locals operate from their homes. Orange Juice, Doritos, and Pinguinos (basically Hostess DingDongs but so much better) are all purchased here for less than a dollar. One other thing we have come to obsess about here is the coffee. Due to the fact that there are literally hundreds of coffee plantations here, the cafe’s provide the most amazing cups of Jo. If I could, I would send each one of you dedicated subscribers a bag of these delicious beans.
Sounds:
The first sound that pops into my brain when I think of Honduras is fireworks. In the beginning, we were scared to death of these ever-present BANGS echoing through the mountains. Literally, everyone in Honduras owns some kind of adorable puppy, which I absolutely love. But fireworks and dogs mix just about as well as oil and water. All night long you can hear howling, barking, and fighting from every direction. Thankfully, most of us have learned how to sleep through the midnight finales and dog shenanigans.
Touch:
This month, the people of Honduras have touched my heart in numerous ways. They have shown me what it looks like to have joy in every situation and how to give grace always. I have been inspired by how hard the young adults here work to provide for their families. It amazes me how capable and independent each of them is, even the children. I have seen the Kingdom in one way or another almost every day since I arrived. It’s funny, most people think I am on this trip to change the lives of others, but in reality, the people I am supposed to be “changing” are growing me more than I ever imagined. I have fallen in love with this country and I cannot wait to see these people again in heaven someday.
