The other day, Sydney and Sammy Ward accompanied Ronnie and I to the beach. Since it is jellyfish season, we didnt get into the ocean, but we did find our way down to the fresh water spring. We had a good time hiking back under the bridge, chasing the waves as they washed up on the shore, and taking pictures. At one point in the afternoon, Sydney noticed a couple of guys walking further down on the beach close to where our towels and shoes were sitting. She asked if our stuff was in any danger. Ronnie and I quickly said no and Ronnie even added that the two looked like gringos (Americans) so our stuff was in no danger. 45 minutes or so later, We walked back to the place we had left our stuff to find nothing. Everything was gone! We couldnt believe it! Ronnie ran about 1/2 mile down the beach to see if he could find anyone who knew who took our stuff. just about the time he got 1/4 mile away, Mr. Ward walked up behind me and the girls carrying all of our stuff. He and Mr. McKenney had seen it but hadnt seen us so they had "done us a favor" by picking it up for us. The exhausted Ronnie came back only to find that his run had been in vain. LOL poor Ronnie. :)
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
TACA Airlines
Finals are finally over and I'm here safe and sound in Honduras yet again (and finally caught up on sleep). I spent last Wed afternoon through Fri with my second fam (the McCullough's) in Indy. the kids helped me shop for all the last minute things on mom's list and Jeanne helped me pack up my suitcases so everything would get here in one piece. I always have a blast with them.
On Friday afternoon, I set out on my long chain of flights. I made it out of Indy and into Miami just fine, but once I got there, the trauma began. I arrived in Miami via American Airlines and was scheduled to leave 6 hours later at midnight via TACA Airlines. I had to leave the secured area and recheck in. I walked for more than 20 minutes--No joke, from concourse A to concourse J. When I finally reached the TACA counter, I was stunned to find that it was closed and completely deserted. The not so kind people at the counter next door told me TACA never opens before 3 am. I told them that was impossible as I had a flight scheduled to leave at midnight. They directed me toward a TACA sign that stated the last flight left at 3:30pm. Next they told me to visit the TACA office on the 3rd floor. That also was closed. At that point I had had it. I tried to call my parents but their phone lines were down. I didnt know what to do. So i called my second mom Jeanne. She calmed me at least out of my tears before telling me to call the airlines. I called TACA headquarters and they said the airline would open around 8pm. Of course, it would be too easy if they were right.... the airline finally opened around 9:30pm. I was at the front of the line and first in the waiting area. What a night. From there it was pretty smooth sailing. I got on board the plane to San Pedro Sula with our family friends the Wards and made it (with baggage it is worthy to note) to Honduras. We stayed in a hotel overnight before heading to La Ceiba (I flew, the Ward's drove) where i was reunited with my family and my wonderful boyfriend. :D
I think that is enough for one post.
TACA= Take A Chance Airlines
On Friday afternoon, I set out on my long chain of flights. I made it out of Indy and into Miami just fine, but once I got there, the trauma began. I arrived in Miami via American Airlines and was scheduled to leave 6 hours later at midnight via TACA Airlines. I had to leave the secured area and recheck in. I walked for more than 20 minutes--No joke, from concourse A to concourse J. When I finally reached the TACA counter, I was stunned to find that it was closed and completely deserted. The not so kind people at the counter next door told me TACA never opens before 3 am. I told them that was impossible as I had a flight scheduled to leave at midnight. They directed me toward a TACA sign that stated the last flight left at 3:30pm. Next they told me to visit the TACA office on the 3rd floor. That also was closed. At that point I had had it. I tried to call my parents but their phone lines were down. I didnt know what to do. So i called my second mom Jeanne. She calmed me at least out of my tears before telling me to call the airlines. I called TACA headquarters and they said the airline would open around 8pm. Of course, it would be too easy if they were right.... the airline finally opened around 9:30pm. I was at the front of the line and first in the waiting area. What a night. From there it was pretty smooth sailing. I got on board the plane to San Pedro Sula with our family friends the Wards and made it (with baggage it is worthy to note) to Honduras. We stayed in a hotel overnight before heading to La Ceiba (I flew, the Ward's drove) where i was reunited with my family and my wonderful boyfriend. :D
I think that is enough for one post.
TACA= Take A Chance Airlines
Sunday, December 7, 2008
Prayer Request
Well, the semester is rolling to a close. It has flown by so fast. Finals are this week. I have 3 before I get out on Wednesday and head to Honduras on Friday.
Monday- Biology
Tuesday- Gen Stats Final and Chapter Test
Wednesday- Gen Chem
Prayer would be very much appreciated. Thanks!
Monday- Biology
Tuesday- Gen Stats Final and Chapter Test
Wednesday- Gen Chem
Prayer would be very much appreciated. Thanks!
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