Well its travel day. We just got off of a bus ride that was about 4 hours long. I stood most of the time on the bus and did my best to get comfortable.
We left Chicago around noon on a plane to dfw. While we were in the airport we got to talk to many people about the world race. Including a girl that had heard of it and also had felt called to missions. It was a really cool experience. We got to talk to some priest about the world race on the way to our gate.
In dfw we had a good time. Then on to the flight to Guatemala city. Once we got to the airport and through customs and immigration. We then walked out to area with the buses. Lots of people where there hoping for us to take their bus. It kind of felt like we were on sale. I had to wonder if sometime girls feel that way when lots of guys are giving them attention. We then put all the bags on the top of the bus. And got in as we were driving I saw a car that had flipped and the ambulance was there I felt called to pray for the car and the people in it. It was really cool to see how soon into the race and the way that God brings us to the place we are meant to be.
That night we spent in anabells house where we had dinner and then we slept. The next day we started with a good worship time on the roof top where we could see the mountains and volcanoes. It was a beautiful time with God on a roof top in the city.
Then we got on the bus and here we are.
