Back...

... in the US of A. I do know how lucky I am.

On the first, my host family made me a lovely going-away meal. Vilma and Sofi made chicken parm, baked potatoes, and arroz relleno. For dessert, Valeria served us an apple flan she'd created.

So sweet 🥺

Apples are expensive because they're all imported,

so you know it's a special occasion when they're served!

So grateful for a smooth travel day on the 3rd.

About to take off from SAP

I traveled through Houston and fortunately had no delays or problems.

There were these strange, shrink-wrapped restaurants in IAH.

During my layover, I was able to find an open restaurant and order my first real salad in many months. There were iPads at each seat in all of the restaurants, even the shrink-wrapped ones. Seems rather extra...

... as are the airport prices, no surprise.

Guess we know where all that extra revenue goes.

The salad was yummy, though.

Safely on the ground in Denver, thankful for the warm welcome from my fam ❤️

No words, just ❤️❤️❤️

Over the past week, I've reconnected with the kitties, the fam, and Indian food; baked blueberry pie; journaled; finished up one last translation for MCC; unpacked; slept; sunbathed; jogged; sang. Elieth's first article that I translated got published (do you recognize one of the images?); the one I translated last week is queued as is my second historical article. The job search begins.

Connecting with nine other SALTers on Friday evening. We played "Jeopardy" but each question was a prompt to tell a story from our SALT experience. I answered Church for 500: "most bizarre church experience" (see national youth retreat)

I'll keep an eye on the LACA blog and notify here when those last two pieces of MCC Honduras content I had a say in are published.

Thank you all again for your support and prayers this year!