I went with 9 other folk from Desert Chapel to San Pedro Sula, Honduras.  We were there for approx 10 days.  Unfortunately, I took very very few pictures while we were there, I am in progress of speaking with the rest of the team that we went with to attempt to recover some more pictures.  It's been 5 years since I was there, while writing this, so my memory may be a little off on all the details.  We went down there with quite a few goals in mind.  We put together a many teams in our 10 person group, each person had many priorities.  Our construction team was put in charge of building, I believe, 16 pews for about 3 or 4 different churches; each only got a couple of pews. These are small small churches, many with just a roof, no walls, and if lucky, a cement floor, many just mud & dirt.  There really aren't roads to many of the churches, just trails.  I remember going into the middle of the forest where we would find a church, and many of the people would have been walking about 4 hours or so, through the forest barefoot just to go to church.  We, in the good ole US, complain about 15 minutes in driving because of traffic.  We would get to the churches and they, if lucky, had a few 2x10's running across some cinderblock for benches to sit on during service.  We would pull up with these pews that we made out of 2x6's with backs, and people would start crying.  Men would be jumping on the truck unloading, while the women, many who were pregnant, and had 3 kids attached to them, on the shoulders & back, would be moving the existing 2x10's & cinderblock out of the way.  It's amazing to see the blessings these people have.  We complain because our seats aren't comfortable enough, and they are grateful for anything.  Many places didn't have running water.  I remember having to fetch water to use the "toilets."  At each church, we would make balloons for the kids, put on a puppet show, do a mime, give our testimonies, and much else.  I'd never seen people so happy in my entire life.  We went to an orphanage where we got to hang out with the kids for a full day.  We made slime & balloons and gave the kids all kinds of gifts.  While we were there, we found that the orphanage had been broken into multiple times.  We started walking around the premises to pray for protection of the building & occupants.  While walking around praying, we saw some guys outside the fence who were calling us.  "What you doing, what you doing?"  We told them that we were praying over the place for protection because of the recent break-ins.  There was suspicion that these were the guys.  We shared the Gospel with them, and found one of them was from Long Beach, and left because he was in big trouble.  We also prayed with them and continued on our way.  Turns out, there was no more break-ins at the orphanage after that.  Praise God.  For our free day, about 2 days before the end of the trip, we took a nice long drive to the largest waterfall in Honduras.  We went for a swim in the water as well as went down to the base of the waterfall.  Beautiful scenery.  I'm trying to get a hold of more pictures of it.  During our outing this day, one of the ladies on our group left her bag behind with credit cards & her passport.  The next day, her and two others took off to the capital of Honduras, Tegucigalpa to get her another passport.  They went to Tegucigalpa on July 4th, my birthday.  A few little things I remember out the trip:  That stinkin suburban that we rented.  It had an alarm on it that would just go off every time we opened the door.  We never set the alarm and couldn't turn it off.  Just about every time the door was opened, the alarm would go off and we'd sit there and wait for 5-10 minutes listening to it, not able to start up the vehicle.  It really seemed to frustrate everything.  I remember seeing the first Ford Focus down there, before they were released in America, I thought it was just as ugly then as now.  I also saw the first mini pickups with 4 full size doors before they were available in America.  Money exchange was Honduran pesos, approx 14 or 15 of theirs to the US dollar.  I was the only one who didn't get sick from the water down there.  I was sucking on lemons the entire trip, therefore the acid killed whatever makes you sick.  The term used was motorboats, "who has the motorboats?"  I ended up getting them after I returned to the US.  I had a whole bag of lemons on the plane and realized I wouldn't take them into the country, so ate all of them on the plane, and by the time we reached the airport, I hit the toilet twice before getting on the next plane.  I played a little practical joke on some of the girls.  I brought an extra roll of toilet paper and unrolled quite a bit of it, then started writing messages, of which I can't remember, and then rolled the toilet paper back up, then switched it for theirs.  They had absolutely no clue who did it.  It caused such a commotion, it was hilarious.  That's about all I can think of for the moment, but other thoughts will come, and they will be added, along with more pictures.