Thursday, July 28, 2011
LAST DAY
keavy.
Jk. Today we got to go ziplining over Lake Atitlan and through the mountains of Guatemala. We saw monkeys, waterfalls, and volcanoes. Morgan broke a swing while walking over a river but don't worry, she was harnessed in. Regardless of the fact that Sara did not have a back on her shoes, she managed to keep both of them on while ziplining. After that, we headed to the Eagles' Nest Orphanage and conducted a basketball clinic with the children and Laurel did a great job of sharing her testimony with the kids. They were very appreciative of our time and all the little gifts they received. Maison and Sara taught passing and dribbling, Laurel and Georgia taught some shot fakes, Morgan and Evans did lay ups with the kids and Margaret and I did shooting drills and attempted to teach them how to play knockout. We ate spaghetti at the orphanage and then got back in the car to go shop at Antigua. On our way there we were stopped for about an hour due to teachers protesting because they were not getting paid. After finally getting through the road we went about two hours in the car to get to Antigua. We broke up into several groups and started to shop. We all got a bunch of awesome stuff that you will see when we get home. We came back to Telma's and ate another delicious dinner. We presented Betty with shirts and basketballs to take to her orphanage/school and she was very appreciative of them. After we said our goodbyes to her we played show and tell with all of our purchases, had our last team pow-wow, and then started to pack. Although we are not ready to come back home due to the fact that we have had a great time, we have to get up in 5 hours. Hasta manana.
Keavy.....and Maison supervised but clearly did not write this blog......again.
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
Guatemala Day 5
Hola padres! Today was another successful day in Guatemala. We woke up to Coach Hatch pounding us in the heads with a beach ball and the smell of Telma’s French Toast and watermelon breakfast buffet. We started off early and went to our first orphanage. All of the orphans were HIV positive and will not ever be adopted. Evans surprisingly got in touch with her maternal side and bonded with some of the toddlers. It was so adorable! We went on to play with some older kids; Georgia’s punching balloon bags were the favorite toy. So naturally all the boys decided not to play with them and opted instead to chase her around the playground until she felt like she was about to pass out. We tried to take a senior pic while at the orphanage, and the children that Laurel and Evans were holding started crying and tried to jump out of their arms. On the other hand, Maison’s child loved her! She has finally gotten to hold one of the Guatemalan babies that she has been stalking this entire trip. The kids had trouble accepting the reality that is Sarah’s blonde hair, blue eyes, and pale skin. Sadly we had to leave, but we know our time there was greatly appreciated.
We headed to the mall where we proceeded to eat the sack lunch that Telma had prepared for us. While there Maison, Keavy, Margaret, and Georgia discovered that you have to get the toilet paper BEFORE going into the stall. We also had another peculiar bathroom experience when we stopped at a small mart on the side of a cliff. One had to pay 2Q to use the restroom. Toilet paper was received prior to a short trek down a hill to get to the actual toilet. We headed back to the van and drove to the next orphanage (2hours away). Wild Betty’s driving took us through the storm, around the mudslides, and up the mountain. The orphanage was literally in a cloud. Due to the weather, a change of plans was necessitated. Instead of doing the clinic as planned today, we are going to stop back at the orphanage after doing the zip line tomorrow. Though visibility was limited, Betty managed to bring us safely off of the precipice and to the hotel. We did some pre-Antigua shopping in the town before a nice 4 course meal. Margaret and Georgia discovered that they really enjoy bargaining (or flirting) and Laurel got a great deal on a bag. Along the way we also learned that Morgan is a dog whisperer. 3 dogs literally followed her everywhere, and, when we got back to our room, she spent an hour outside petting a single mongrel.
Dinner was great. The large majority of people had beef tenderloin for their main course while the rest had lasagna. We all believed that the soup was a seafood bisque, but we later learned that it was actually a carrot and pumpkin soup. Either way, it was muy rico. We were all enjoying pleasant normal conversation when out of the blue Margaret and Georgia began to prattle off in their own made-up language. Coach Hatch claims they looked like Gorilla Soldiers in their headbands. We finished off the day with an ice cream dessert and we are now going to sleep.
Lots of love,
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Monday, July 25, 2011
Guatever...
Sunday, July 24, 2011
Guatemala DIA DOS
Hola los padres (that means parents...yes, we are now bilingual. YAY) This morning we got up and had a RICO (delicious) breakfast of pancakes, fresh pineapples and HUEVOS (eggs). Dressed to impress we headed to church where we were warmly welcomed by the friendly members of the church. Though we did not understand a word of the sermon except a random "Christo", it was an enlightening experience. Caught off guard, Maison was asked to give her testimony at the church...in front of all the congregation...kinda scary. Maison did AMAZING. She was very natural. After church, we changed and went to the outdoor basketball court to "get our game on." It was a close game but we ended up losing to a bunch of old women. We could not adjust to the concrete court, and by we I mean coach wyatt... she busted it. Halftime of the game Laurel gave her testimony and ended up bringing a young man to christ. WOW!
Saturday, July 23, 2011
Well, we made it safely to Guatemala City this afternoon. We weren't sure if we would catch our flight in Houston after a 45-minute delay before leaving the airport in Jackson (due to airplane "computers going haywire"!). Our flight attendant said there was no way we would make our flight in Houston because we had to race from terminal B 64 all the way to E 14 in a matter of minutes; but we laced up the running shoes, caught the tram, and were the last ones to board the plane for Guatemala City - just before takeoff!