Somewhat a la the 2007 trip, the Espiritu Santo church was the last one we stopped at. Wrapping up our partnership discussions with "Unidos, Unidos," having lunch together (without Serafina), and then Ben videotaping some greetings to us (which we saw in Sunday worship), we then jumped in another microbus, with our stuff, that Pastor Gerardo had corraled for us in downtown El Estor. The bus already had a couple of passengers, and Ellen worked hard to have additional passengers they were taking on because she knew Gerardo had already offered what would be a very good price for a very full bus. And so we didn't entirely replicate the experience of bussing to El Estor. Instead of 21 people, there were more like 10. And, in fact, we ended up feeling a little bad as the bus emptied out a little more and the driver wouldn't stop along the way to pick up a woman and child a couple of times. I was chatting so much with Ellen that too my discredit I essentially forgot that the two pastors of Estoreño Presbytery churches near the Gulf of Honduras coast - in the very far eastern part of the presbytery - were riding with us to Rio Dulce. We passed close to the shores of Lago Izabal again on the way.
-- Perry
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