We will be leaving Central America Wednesday after 3 months of being here. So, my team and I thought it best to sum up our memories of Central America like this…
You know you’re on The World Race when (Central America):
You make up songs about poop.
A meal from McDonald’s is luxury.
Your pet sheep goes missing and you can’t help but wondering if it’s in the mystery meat you had for dinner.
You can fit 27 people in a 15 passenger van.
You have a checklist for using the bathroom: toilet paper, a trash can to throw your toilet paper in, and water to put in the back of the toilet so it will flush.
You show up to church and find out you’re actually supposed to be leading the service.
Each meal of the day consists of a different variation of beans and rice.
You have a secret stash of peanut butter in your bag.
You fall asleep to the lullaby of fighting dogs, honking semi-trucks, and the bass of a Latin beat.
Every Hispanic man above the age of 12 likes to practice their English on you as you pass by, “Hello beautiful, where are you going.”
You have to trip a circuit breaker to fill up your water supply.
You use barbed wire as a clothesline.
Your stomach has a slight pain and you automatically think amoeba.
You work out just so you can get hot enough to make it through a cold shower.
You have to decide whether the arm pits of your clothing smell worse or better than the laundry detergent.
Having clean feet seems like an unreachable dream.
A shopping spree consists of bargaining in a third world thrift store.
The best form of entertainment is shooting the huge bugs that come in your room with a slingshot.
Each time you get on a public transportation bus you would rather sit in the back and fight motion sickness than sit in the front and see how many almost accidents the bus encounters.
Your drink selection consists of different types of tang that can be mixed in your water bottle.
Your name has changed anywhere from 3 to 10 times in one month. Caitlyn is: Kelly, Keitlen, Kaylin, and Kelsey.

(we spent our last night at La Quinta having a water gun fight!)
Love,
Caitlyn
P.S.
Another blog will follow about La Quinta and our ministry!
