A driving adventure not to forget.... On the night of July 28 I had to ride to the airport in San Pedro Sula. The trip is a two hours drive from La Masica. I had to go to drop off a couple that had been staying with us for a few weeks. And on the incoming flight they were leaving on, David was arriving back from the states. I was happy to see that the flight landed on time, unlike the week before when Dialis’ flight came in two hours late. The unfortunate part was that David sat in the back of the plane and it took him almost 2 hours to get through immigration and customs. So my drive back to La Masica didn’t start until 1:45 am. The first half of the trip went the best it could, considering most of that part of the trip, the roads had little to no markings or signs. I did get stopped at the police checkpoint at one of the bridges, but there were no problems there. On the second half of the trip it got a bit interesting. Now unlike to first half of the trip, this half the roads are marked and there are signs. I was starting to round a sharp corner when David told me I might was to slow a little more since there is a cliff to our inside right. Just after I rounded to corned and started to go down this hill, the headlights of the truck start to flash. Then all the sudden, everything died in the truck, the lights, the engine, everything. I could not see two inches in front of my face. I hit the brakes and started to pull to the right, but didn’t know how far I could go b/c of the cliff. David kept telling me to pull more to the right but I was thinking, “What about the cliff?” And during this time, I’m trying to crank the engine, but nothing is happening. Then I’m trying to get my flashlight out of my pocket, but my headphones are wrapped it, making it hard to pull it out. Luckily David was with me, b/c he knew what the problem was. The battery became disconnected from the wires. He got of the truck as I popped the hood and reattached the cables. It was not fun sitting in the pitch black in place where the drivers are more than crazy. But we were back on our way in just a few minutes. Night driving in this country is not fun, definitely since some people feel it´s smarter to drive with no lights on. Also you have the people that sit on the white line, where you can´t see them, plus the bikes and motorcycles. So having the lights go out adds something to the already nerve racking drive.
Take care and God Bless
About Me
- Tim
- La Masica, Atlantida, Honduras
- I'm a missionary serving the Lord in Honduras. I originally moved to here in the summer of 2008 until 2011. After a year away I'm back at Proyecto Alcance aka - Reach Out Orphanage. This is a journal of my life and views here in Honduras.
Monday, July 28, 2008
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