I arrived!

Hi everyone!
I arrived in Trujillo today around 2p.m. but not without some adventure en route! I would guess that most of you have at least heard something about Honduras on the news. It's been on CNN a lot lately. In short, the former president, Mel Zelaya, was deposed by the military (legally and democratically) about one month ago because he was trying to change the constitution to do away with term limits (for himself specifically). (I'll try to keep my own person political views to myself!) I knew going into this that there would be demonstrations and possible road blocks. I knew it would be an interesting day, when I arrived at the bus station (with my traveling partner Chad) and there were no busses to Trujillo (my final destination 6 hours away). Since there was a bus to Ceiba (the half way point), I thought we should take it because it would at least get us closer to our goal. Just outside of Ceiba, vehicles were lining the streets, indicating that they were not able to pass through to the city. People began getting off the bus and either walking or taking taxis. After confirming with a taxista that Mel's supporters were blocking the streets, we hitched a ride to the demonstration, (There was a wall of police as well. I was glad to see security was present.) then had to get out, carry our stuff around the demonstration, get in another taxi and take it to Ceiba, only to find that the bus station to Truillo was closed. After discussing options, we decided it would be best to continue to Trujillo, so we find a taxi driver that is willing to take us. Down the road, we encounter another road block, with no apparent way around, when a woman selling chicken dinner peers in the car and says in English, "Do you want me to show you the way around?" Despite the hesitancy of the taxi driver, she hops in the car and begins directing him where to go, which literally involved going over the river (multiple times) and through the woods. On his way by, a small boy shouts, "There's a steep hill up ahead!" which unnerved the taxi driver who was driving on two spare tires (I was glad he knew to put them on the back). When we arrive at the incline, we see several 4 X 4 trucks getting stuck in the loose gravel on their way up the hill. We knew our odds in that little Toyota Corrolla were not good. After helping a few trucks up the hill, others, in turn, helped us and we were able to make it back to the highway. The last road block that had been present earlier in the day at Guadalupe Carney had been taken down by the time we passed and we were able to continue into Trujillo without further delay. What will the Lord have in store for us while we are here? I'm not sure, but it has been an interesting beginning.
In Him and For Him,
Nadine