The story of the 5 hour bus ride

Ok, so I told you I had quite a few stories to catch you up on from my Honduras trip. Well if you read my blog before I left, you saw the story of the plane crashing in Tegucigalpa. They closed the airport for a while so we had to fly into San Pedro Sula rather than Tegucigalpa. The only problem with that was San Pedro Sula is FIVE HOURS away from Tegucigalpa. And for those that don't know, the roads and vehicles in Honduras are not the best in the world. Most of the roads are just ground, not to mention that the entire country is mountainous and the only thing blocking you from running off the side of the mountain is a strand of barbed wire! So we pay the extra expense to charter an air conditioned bus, rather than the normal school bus we travel in. Everyone doped up on the dramamine and off we went. Our bus was pretty high-tech. It had a television mounted inside, so we watched a foreign movie (with English subtitles) to try and pass the time. About half way through the movie (most people were asleep at this point) I hear our team captain, Stan, (who is sitting right beside me) say, "Umm...can we turn this movie off, please?" I open my eyes and look at the screen and see two naked men having sex in a shower. Because it was a foreign movie that none of us had ever heard of, we had no idea there would be a gay sex scene in it! So after everyone woke up to see the pee-pee's, we decided to stop and stretch. We stopped at a traditional Honduran restaurant and we were instructed that we could eat anything but the salad. When we get up to the buffet line, none of us recognizes anything but rice! So that's what I ordered. There were a few brave souls that ordered chicken and such. So from meeting at the Birmingham Airport at 4:30am to arriving at the Mission Home at around midnight, we were some tired, drugged up missionaries who had all recently witnessed gay porn. And they say God doesn't have a sense of humor...