Home from Honduras

We made it back home with no real major problems...except the fact we almost missed our first flight.  Well, we made it to the airport 2 hours before, but I thought we were outbound on American Airlines.  Their desk didn't open till 9:00am, our flight was at 10:05am...weird.  Only one hour to get checked in, pay exit tax, go through security...odd.  So we sat around, had an espresso, and waited.  Long story short, for whatever reason we were on the TACA Airlines flight to Miami, not AA!  So know we have to haul...

We get checked in, pay our exit tax, go through security and we are at the gate, only to have enough time to go through yet another additional screening.  David got his Germ-X taken away for whatever reason and his handcuff keys. (Why did he bring handcuff keys?  I guess he thought we might run into trouble.)  After a final pat-down we are legit.

We get to the States, turn our iPhones back on and text our wives that we are back on US soil.  We breeze though customs, and the rest of our flights go according to plan.  By 8:00pm our families pick us up at the Lawton Area Regional Airport and we are officially HOME!  I head to Braum's and get a burger and some eggs for breakfast.

It's always nice when you and your bags make it back safe and on time.  Our friend Ayax had a couple catch phrases for the week.  I can still hear his thick, Latin accent say:  "Welcome to Honduras" "It's part of the Adventure!" "Absolutely!"  Immersing yourself in another culture is always an adventure.  For me it's like the first day of school; eyes wide open, trying to blend in, make new friends, and always aware of where the bathroom is.

As nice as it is to make new friends and experience a new place, there is no place like home!  Dorothy said it right.  There is nothing like waking up in your own bed and knowing exactly where you are...HOME.