Day 12: One Day More

Last day.

This morning we got up and went to Adelaida’s church to do Sunday school. We did an Easter story play, passed out eggs with jellybeans, & did coloring sheets. One boy, Donny, was particularly precious. He climbed on Cliff like a monkey the whole time. Then we went back to La Flecha and I bought a piece of pottery for my mom, but, of course, I’ve already forgotten what it’s called. Kelsey & I skipped another hanging bridge experience to ride with the old people to Cafe Ray’s. I got a tamalito, but I couldn’t even finish it all. We came back and started packing.  I then discovered that I accidentally stole a duffel bag from La Flecha. So, to you readers, Kelsey Humphreys is in possession of a black market Honduran duffel bag.
Then Cliff took us on a hike down to the river, which was pretty cool. They said it would be like a tropical rain forest, but I don’t think it’s any different from a hike somewhere around Nashville. We came back and ate chicken, stuffing, mashed potatoes, corn, & brocoli – the most normal meal Cliff has made all week. Then we went to the craziest church service yet. There were dancers, hard rock bands, ceaseless and sporadic jumping, & people were passing out everywhere. I liked Mr. Ray’s message about Elijah and the mantle, but not quite as much as the church members. Mr. Ray had brought a blanket to represent the mantle/Holy Spirit & the pastor there demanded that he have it. He then proceeded to run around the church, flinging the blanket in the air yelling, “I have the Holy Spirit! We will never give this mantle away!” Coming from my relatively conservative background, this was a bit of an overwhelming experience.
Finally, Cliff stopped to pick up ice cream on the way home. Then I took my last shower. Unfortunately, it was the shower Casey broke last night, only I broke it further today. Though there was actually no water spraying near me (which may have been safer after using all of the purified water),  I laughed at the image of the gecko crawling up the wall, my flip-flops in the shower, and the sound of my new friends singing in the shower. Tomorrow I leave, but I don’t know if I’m excited anymore.
Passion Play

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