Travel

Thoughts on my travel experiences.

Croissant, Degas, Chateau

How much butter is in a single piece of croissant? The answer: ignorance is bliss. Sitting in Paris' la Maison Angelina, the question is not 'to eat or not to eat'? It's how many do I eat? But the real treat of the visit is Angelina's hot chocolate, so rich, decadent,...

Honduras: Discomfort?

There are a few meta-narratives of my trip to Honduras, including true education and service. This is another one. One of the reasons why I wanted to go on a mission trip was to experience discomfort. A perspective on how varied the life paths of humanity on this...

Honduras: Touch

I wouldn’t know the desperation of one who is sick and has no access to doctors, medication, or any information on how to get better. Inhabitants of Honduran villages and small cities mostly have low income. Doctor visits are expensive, so if you don’t have money and...

Honduras: Rich Me, Poor Me

The VIDA staff did a series of devotions based on Luke 4:18-19. "The Spirit of the Lord is upon me, because he hath anointed me to preach the gospel to the poor; he hath sent me to heal the brokenhearted, to preach deliverance to the captives, and recovering of sight...

Honduras: VIDA Engineers

During Sabbath lunch, I got to chat with Manuela Fankhauser, a full time missionary with VIDA from Switzerland. She’s in charge of the bilingual kindergarten there, named Campos Blancos. I told her that I had engineering background and she told me that there were a...

Honduras: Not In Vain

The church in El Suyatal is a humble non-building made from thin metal sheets. But it’s not the structure that makes up a church. On this Sabbath, church service was held under a tent set up on a plaza/cemented area in town, where the evangelistic meetings had been...

Honduras: Rain

We came back to Buena Vista and were greeted by torrential rain. I wondered if our room was safe since there had been some leaks on a rainy night before. Sure enough, when we got back, many people’s mattresses got soaked. One of the guys mattresses on the top bunk was...

Honduras: Higher Than My Plans

So far, my experience in Honduras had been mostly ‘private’ ministries. They were a blessing for sure, but I did tell God that I wanted to experience visiting the local people also. Friday morning, an opportunity opened up for me to go with Diana and Raquel to Talanga...

Honduras: Faithfulness

On day 3,  I worked with the construction team in the girls’ dorm. Ryan, GYC construction coordinator, said “You can start with sanding the wall.” I was like, what’s that? I had no idea walls need to be sanded, and I thought I was supposed to rub sand on to the wall....

Honduras: Joseph’s Cave

The mission trip group was generally split into two main groups, the medical and construction team. The medical team would have clinic during the day either in El Suyatal, La Ermita, or Agalteca, come back to Buena Vista at about 3:30 PM to shower quickly and get...

Honduras: Introducing Buena Vista

Coming to this trip, I said that I’d take any task or duty as lessons from God. Interestingly enough, I was mostly assigned to in-house duties for the first few days. On day 1, after worship, orientation, and lunch, I was part of the team that organized evangelism...

Honduras: The Arrival

I left home Sunday, August 7, 2011 at 3:30 AM to go to the airport. Wayne was very gracious to drive me there at such wee hours of the morning. Friends in need are friends indeed. The deal was that he would get half a star in his crown for everyone I reached in...