We arrived safely in Guatemala City last night, only to find our hotel ride nowhere to be found! Dad was texting Mr. Frick who arrived a few days before with the rest of the group,asking him what we should do. I guess the guy from the hotel thought we were arriving an hour later... that was fun. So finally a guy came over to us with a hand-written 'Colonial Hotel' sign. Praise the Lord. Yes! we said. That´s us. Well, when we went over to the vehicle,we realized that it was just an ordinary taxi. No, no, I told him, and I tried explaining that we had a vehicle from the hotel coming. Silly us! Like the little hole-in-the-wall hotel had it´s own van service! I realized that he was the right guy when he got Amy on the phone, the lady who set the whole thing up for us. Lo siento, I told him- I felt so bad that we didn´t think he was the right person. When we were finally on our way, he told that my Spanish was beautiful. Ha. I wish! But being here is a good place to start.
So, this morning we had a three and half hour ride to Coban where we met up with the rest of our team and joined them in our first day of Vacation Bible School with the community kids. We had a blast, and I wish I had time to tell about it, but we have to go meet for dinner now, so Abby and I will hopefully be back soon to share about our fun time! Hasta luego!
PS- Sarah, Dad is not getting any service in this town of Coban, so that´s why he´s not in contact with anyone right now. H´´ll let you know when he gets service again.
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