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Thursday, June 16, 2005

welcome to honduras.. # 1

this is the first of many more to come about the events that can only happen here..
this morning the interns worked cleaning the storage room at the mission house to get it ready for the summer- cleaning, sorting tools, etc.. then we went to find some clothes hampers for the guys, and some odds and ends things that everyone might need for the summer. little did we know that finding clothes hampers would be a mission. we went to FIVE different stores, and these arent little stores, these are huge stores, pricemart- no hampers, carrion, 3 level store- no hampers.. nothing.. so next we go to the warehouse, where we are to clean up and get ready for gayle's container, which is supposed to come at 3. "supposd to" being the key phrase. at around 3:45 the container arrived, we were ready to get that thing unloaded. to our dismay, the semi breaks down 100 feet away from the warehouse.. do we dare unload it onto the flatbed truck and make trips? NOO.. we will wait until the other semi truck gets here for the ole switcheroo.. ok, sure, that sounds like a plan.. at least half an hour later, the next truck comes, gets hooked up to the trailer, and backs it up.. almost there! but no.. the amateur driver can't manuever the trailer through the warehouse gate. EVERY other driver can, but this guy cant.. 6:45 comes around and we decide to do what? that's right, we move the semi back onto the road and unload on to the flatbeds and make trips. so 2 and half hours later we finish up and head up for dinner at 9:15.
gayle's first group got here today and the rest get here tomorrow. safe travel today, and hopefully more tomorrow.

tired, and smelling BAD
NCR

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