After a leisurely breakfast, we said goodbye to our cooks, Cindy and Gina. Milton and Jorge arrived to take us to the airport. We dropped Franklin (translator) off enroute. The ride through the mountains was scenic, but winding (Joyce had to move from the backseat to a middle seat in the van). It’s a bittersweet feeling to be leaving this beautiful country and the people we worked with. Most of the missioners said they would like to return someday.
Customs clearance was quite easy and we were on our way out of the beautiful, new Comayagua Airport (to Miami). Many purchased last minute souvenirs and snacks before boarding the plane. After picking up checked baggage (we’re only returning with 2 of the 4 church bags we took), we were off to catch our final flight home. A beautiful sun was bursting through the clouds as we passed through the terminal…perhaps another sign of God’s blessing on our trip? Our last meal together was pizza at the gate in Miami. We got our steps in at the Miami airport…upwards of 7,000 from the arrival to the departure gate!
We will go our separate ways, but, we sing “Blest be the Tie that Binds”…to each other and our Christian brothers and sisters in Honduras.
