Morning in San Cristobal De Las Casas

I think the team had a bit of a culture shock. La Ceiba seems to be a million miles from anything we experience: bucket flush toilets, sleeping on mats on concrete floors, roosters crowing at 4 am 10 feet feom our sleeping area, trying to shower with a garden hose, community meals (pasta for breakfast), digging trenches in rock, kids that hang on you and imitate everything you do. For five days this was the norm. I know the team was exhausted, but they were in a routine.

Then after a four hour bus ride, two nausea stops, wearrived in San Cristobal: narrow streets, thousands of people, nightlife, and Burger King (no we did not eat there). It is just such a shock to the system, the senses, and the heart.

As we left La Ceiba, there were many tears shed by both the team and the people of Iglasia Bautista Maranatha.

I will try to get some of the team members to add to the blog over the next couple days, so keep checking back.