Trafficking.

As I sit here after a long day of on site work in the rain, I'm reminded of what true worship looks like. I begin to adore our Lord Jesus and get into some thankfulness. Just as I began to go down the mental list, I hear Rebekah playing a video that says something like, "she was forced to have sex as much as 30 times a day".

WHAT did she just say?! And, I recognized that voice. What is that?

Sure enough, Rebekah was watching a video our friend Amy produced a few weeks ago. Wake up with me and check it out. I was blown away by some of the statistics. This may not be suitable for little eyes and ears.

America's fitness icons.

Early on in the book of Matthew we find the Magi going to worship Jesus. If you look deeper into that word worship, you'll discover that admiration is a BIG part of it.

Admiration is the act of paying honor to a devine being. It's fervent and devoted love. It's a profound and intense regard of love. I can invision the Magi admiring Christ in this way. Really, once we truly discover Jesus it's hard not to admire.

I was curious though. I wanted to find out who America admired so I Googled something like "America admire top 10".



I found a list of the top 10 fitness icons we admire. The list including the likings of Arnold Schwarzenegger, Chuck Norris, Jackie Chan and Richard Simmons.

Who or what do you admire?



I encourage you to take a few minutes and write a love letter to our Father. Pour out all your love and amiration. Perhaps it will re kindle that fire!

Africa comes to the Holler.

Above, is a picture of our 1st hut structure. Soon, we'll ad 3 more, and in the spring, we'll ad mud walls and thatch roofs.

The Holler is partnering with Good Soil Ministries to bring the "black continent" to this NC Valley! In June, youth from NC and TN will have the opportunity to experience what it's like to be a missionary in Africa. The 5 day poverty simulation will include sleeping in African huts, preparing authentic food, and hearing from real life missionaries. All we're leaving out is the Malaria.

Like a missionary, the students will raise support to cover their camper fees. Upon arrival they'll go through the headaches of customs and experience 2 days in the "bush". Then they'll have a day of furlough and will pig out at Cici's Pizza. After furlough they'll return to their African duties for another 2 days.

During the 1st half of the camp they'll learn what it's like to be a missionary to Africa and around the world. During the second half they'll learn how they can be a missionary right where they are. Each night they'll have a different speaker who has experience on the mission field.

Please pray for us during this time of promotion and preperation!

Join us Saturday for an onsite work day building Africa.

When the Saints

Russian orphan Sponsorship Update: 55 down, 80 to go

I'm burdened and encouraged. I'm burdened for these lonely orphans and apathetic America. I'm encouraged by God's Kingdom and the true Saints who abide there.

Sara Grove's song, "when the saints" has spoken to my heart:




Lord I have a heavy burden of all I've seen and know
It's more than I can handle
But your word is burning like a fire shut up in my bones
and I cannot let it go

And when I'm weary and overwrought
with so many battles left unfought

I think of Paul and Silas in the prison yard
I hear their song of freedom rising to the stars
And when the Saints go marching in
I want to be one of them

Lord it's all that I can't carry and cannot leave behind
it often overwhelms me
but when I think of all who've gone before and lived the faithful life
their courage compels me
And when I'm weary and overwrought
with so many battles left unfought

I think of Paul and Silas in the prison yard
I hear their song of freedom rising to the stars

I see the shepherd Moses in the Pharaoh's court
I hear his call for freedom for the people of the Lord

And when the Saints go marching in
I want to be one of them
And when the Saints go marching in
I want to be one of them

I see the long quiet walk along the Underground Railroad
I see the slave awakening to the value of her soul

I see the young missionary and the angry spear
I see his family returning with no trace of fear

I see the long hard shadows of Calcutta nights
I see the sisters standing by the dying man's side

I see the young girl huddled on the brothel floor
I see the man with a passion come and kicking down the door

I see the man of sorrows and his long troubled road
I see the world on his shoulders and my easy load

And when the Saints go marching in
I want to be one of them
and when the Saints go marching in
I want to be one of them
I want to be one of them
I want to be one of them
I want to be one of them

Do you recognize some of the Saints she talking about? The Elliot's, mother Teressa, Jesus... Man, what a day that will be when we all storm heaven together! I just hope I will have something to report.

I found my Muller!

Russian orphan sponsorship countdown:
3 more sponsored today (55 down, 80 to go)

I've often found myself praying for a modern day George Muller. If you haven't heard of him, take the time to check out the link for a brief overview.

I look up to him for so many reasons:

1. He took the Bible literally. I'm a literal person and can very much appreciate the faith and discipline it takes to live debt free, without worldly possessions.

2. He loved and cared for the orphans. Literally thousands!

3. He only asked the Lord for provision, never letting his needs be known to man. Before His death God had sent millions his way.

4. A passion for prayer, preaching and missions.

Unfortunately, Muller is dead so I can't talk to him. He can't disciple me. So I'll find myself praying for a modern Muller to cross my path in order to disciple me closer to Father.

While on the plane ride back I was reading about Shane Claiborne's search for a living Christian. A radical if you will. He realized that all the people he looked up to were dead. I feel very much the same way. In his quest for a Christian he found Mother Teresa. Unfortunately she's dead now too. I have come across a couple of great guys, but they don't seem to care and/or have the time. Inspired by Shane's quest, I sat down to write out what I was looking for in a mentor.

What I need in a mentor

1. Older man, physically and spiritually. Preferable a father type

2. Is further along in their walk with Christ than I am

3. Someone with a literal interpretation of the Scriptures and a willingness to live it out

4. Has disciplined children who are well behaved, hard working and love the Lord

5. Has never been divorced

6. Who’s wife and children are fruitful within the house

7. Knows and spends time with the poor

8. Doesn’t have excessive accumulation or any kind of debt (including mortgages)

9. Has time for me and will respond to my calls and emails in a timely fashion

10. Has ministry experience similar to the Holler

11. Refuses to be entertained by sin

12. Has experience discipling other young people

13. Regularly spends time in prayer and study of God’s Word

14. Has experience living in community

Seems like a daunting list, right? Well at least I had a search criteria.

Well, I think I might have found my modern day Muller! He's actually the guys who's responsible for bringing the Africa camp to the Holler. I looked up to him just based on what my friend has told me about him. Today's been one of those ministry lows so I gave him a call and found tremendous encouragement.

He's living the Muller style life! No debt! No asking for money! Completely living on faith. He's got the experience to prove God's faithfulness too. He's been in this find of ministry for 25 years, has 5 children and owns his house (no mortgage).

I was truly blessed by his encouragement, stories of God's provision and prayer!

Here's a picture of one of his past Africa camps:

51 reasons to rejoice.

It's hard not to dwell on the 86 orphans that didn't get sponsored over the weekend. It's hard, when over 1,000 people were invited to the Sunday night launch in one form or another (in many cases, someone would have had at least 10 exposures to promotions).

It's hard, but I'd rather not dwell on the 86, but the 51 that now have sponsors. I believe part of me is frustrated simply because we have allot more work to do, when it could have all been completed over the weekend.

I want to dwell on the 51 beautiful stories of sponsorship. I want to dwell on 51 families getting to know 1 orphan (for some of them, it will be their first and only orphan). I want to admire a family who's adopted 18 children who managed to pick up a child for sponsorship. A child of this large family seems to be carrying on the generosity and picked up 2 children and said, "How can I choose just one".

There were several families who picked up 2 (1 for each of their children). Dispite uncertain economic situations, several young families took the leap of faith and added to their "extended" family. Then, there's the guy who came straight up to us asking for a kid. He didn't even want to look at the pictures. I was able to give him an older boy who had been heavy on my heart.

60 people of our congregation missed out because of a parenting class. Many Families that were at the launch lived out good parenting by engaging their children with an orphan in need. Several parents chose an orphan similar in age, and talked with excitement about how their children could extend love through letter writing. Other parents, let their children choose and it was a thrill to see those kids get excited about connecting with a new friend.

I saw young and old alike get excited about making a different for Christ. I saw one young lady become the answer to her prayers. Before the Saturday night pot luck we prayed for peoples hearts to be burdened for these children. I passed out a couple of packets so we'd have a face for our prayers. The child was still on the table after the launch, so this young person stepped up to become the answer to her prayers.

Those are just a few of the many stories associated with all 51 sponsorships.

Those are 51 reasons to rejoice!

51 down, 84 to go.

Tonight was the big launch for the Russian orphan sponsorship at FBC Hendersonville. This has really been a year and a half in the making, so it was huge day for us.

I finish out the day with mixed feelings. On one hand I'm super excited to see 51 orphans get a better sense of God and family. On the other hand, our congregation has at least 1,000 regular attendees, so I'm disappointed with the lower turnout (about 150) and what seems to be a lack of care for the orphan.

I could rant on and on, but I'm not sure that would bring God much glory, so I want to share some Scripture that's proven to be a comfort. Maybe you can related to these black letters of God:

"The King of Israel, the Lord, is in your midst; You will fear disaster no more...Do not be afraid...Do not let your hands fall limp (we will not give up). The Lord your God is in your midst (He will never leave us nor forsake us), A victorious warrior (He will prevail, and ALL 135 children will be sponsored). He will exult over you with joy, He will be quiet in His love (like I whisper to Jonah sweet lovings as he sleeps), He will rejoice over you with shouts of joy (God Almighty will be happy over me). I will gather those who grieve about the appointed feast.." (Hope for any son/daughter of God who grieves) Zephaniah 3:15-19

14 down, 121 to go.

This time last year I was in Russia visiting 9 different orphanages with Children's Hope Chest. I was there on behalf of FBC's Hendersonville's Hands of Hope orphan Ministry searching for an unsponsored orphanage. From my observation sponsorship gives these kids a sense of God and family.

I found our pearl of an orphanage, and it's finally time to let it out of the treasure box. We've been promoting this to the congregation for 7 weeks now. Members and visitor alike would have seen and/or heard about this in Sunday School, the share sheet, on the sign outside, in the newsletter, through invitation, on the billboards...

Tonight we had the sneak peak pot luck with friends and family of the ministry. Almost every family or adult sponsored a child! 14 in all. Let's hope and pray that's a good indication for tomorrow night's official launch.

Daniel Clark, representative from CHC, has the entire Sunday evening service! Please pray that people's heart will be burdened for these beloved children.

A Creative and Sacrificial gift.

Some of you may have read Revolution in World Missions. If you haven't, it's worth your time. Gospel for Asia is offering it here for FREE!

The author, K.P. Yohannan proposes an interesting concept in regards to missions. I believe it can be broken down like this: Be a missionary where you are (in your own culture/language) and use your extra resources to support other missionaries in their native culture and language.

In addition to the culture restraints, he makes a point that a native Asian Missionary can live on just $120 a month, while a foreigner might need $1,200. He challenges Americans to give of their resources and ask 2 important questions: Why have I been blessed to be born in America and what am I going to do about it?

This concept was great, but I wondered if people would really do it. I thought many would just loose track of the $ and never really make it happen. Then something very special happened. A friend of ours read the book about the time we asked them to go to Honduras. Challenged to give more sacrificially, our friend felt led to stay back and give their trip money to the orphanage!

While in Honduras, I filmed for a promo video for the Orphanage. We'll supply the orphanage with 500 DVD's to pass out to groups and volunteers. This has proven to be a great way to spread the word worldwide. Through our friends sacrificial giving the cost of production is absolutely covered! What a blessing for Orphanage Emmanuel, us and the sacrificial giver! Praise the Lord!

Here's a clip of the video we produced for Emmanuel 2 yrs ago! I can't wait for this next one: It will feature Christmas, giving to the poor, interviews, and recent shots of the kids!

Misconceptions.

Quick, how many wise men visited Jesus?

What fruit did Adam and Eve eat in the garden?

Where in Genesis does it say the devil tempted Eve?

How many of each kind of animal went into the arc?

Do we sing all the time in heaven?

What color was Jesus and did he have long hair?


The answers might surprise you and most people conclude with answers that aren't even in the Bible. But does it really matter if you believe there were 3 wise men, Adam and Eve ate an apple and the animals went in the arc 2X2. Probably not, but these tiny misconceptions lead me to believe that we may have some more important ones, like:

What must we do to be saved? How does God feel about sinners? How does he feel about His children? What must we do after we're saved?

My Granny turned 100 today!

As the family talked, Granny repeatedly said, "Thank you, Thank you, Thank you". I believe she was affectionately thanking us and the good Lord. That's typical for my granny who is always thankful no matter what the circumstance. Maybe that's one reason she's lived so long.

Another beautiful character trait of this Saint is her willingness to give. I'll never forget a consistent question in her life, "do I have anything you want". If she did, she would happily give it to you. She owned very little, because she gave it all away and would rarely spend anything on herself. She didn't even own the house she was in, her children did, and if it were hers to give, it would be gone!

Some Interesting Facts about my Granny

She got married at age 14 and lied on the certificate saying she was 15 (the legal age at the time).

She outlived 2 husbands.

She and grandpa bought this 75 acre "Burl Holler" for $500.

Granny and Grandpa raised their 5 children in a 700 square ft house.

They raised their children to work on the farm.

They lived w/o electricity or running water.

She wore me out for spilling milk and I love her for it (she didn't spoil us)

She survived full body 2nd degree burns.

She knows how to cook wild game like opossum!

She lived on her own until she was 98! When she was 92, she told us she got old 2 yrs ago. Her favorite age was her 60's.

She never learned to drive and never had her drivers license.

She saw all 3 of her sons off to war.

She lived through World War 1 and 2, Karea, Vietnam, Iraq etc...

She lived through the great depression and helped others survive.

She was educated in a local school house and I believe she made it to the 8th grade.


Those are just a few of the many stories behind my sweet ol' granny!


Here's more Birthday pics of the event.

What if?

What if some foreign strangers befriended you for a week and a half?

What if they could hardly speak your language and just sat around with you?

What if they blessed you with things they saw you needed?

What if you had nothing to give them but chit chat, smiles and friendship?

What if they gave you $8,000 to buy whatever you needed?

While in Antigua, we spent time ministering to a local family who blessed our socks off. I'll never forget how we ran out of resources to give, Rebekah prayed her guts out for $ and we received $390! An anonymous blog reader felt God's call and donated $200. In addition, they asked various family members to get involved and before we knew it we were slipping this family an envelop full of cash!

I wish you could have seen the families reaction. The mom, who otherwise showed little expression, began to jump up and down for joy. The kids were beyond ecstatic and partied like it was 1999. You would think they had won the lottery. You would of thought is was 10,000 dollars.

Well, maybe it was? The father brought it about 20 Q's a day (that's about $3). He and his 2 sons (5 and 7) shine shoes and on the weekends he sells ice cream. Let's put this into perspective. If an American makes $10 an hr. the equivalent gift would be something like $8,000-$10,000!

I'd be dancing too!

Thank you for giving to the Lord! It was so cool to see Jesus dancing with so much joy. Perhaps the most memorable experience had to be a half hour or so before we gave the money. The dad bought us some ice cream! How often do you see a man who makes $3 a day buy rich Americans ice cream? It was at that moment we knew we were friends!

16 things I learned in Guatemala.

We got back to the Holler around 1:30am this morning and hit the ground running, teaching SS this morning, going to my grannies bday party and then back to town for an orphan ministry meeting.

Tomorrow, we rest!

As we reflected back on our time in Antigua we all wrote down things we learned. Here's what I came up with:

16 Things I learned in Guatemala

1. Mucho mas espanol.

2. I learned that addressing beggars humanity can go along way.

3. Rebekah can fall in love w/ the least and completely and happily pour EVERYTHING into them.

4. I've learned some lessons in being quicker to hear and slow to speak.

5. I learned from Jose, the man maid what it would look like to be a true servant.

6. We need 3 months of language school to be completely fluent. We can get by, understand most everything in context, but we're still far from fluent.

7. I am too distracted while running in cities to have quality prayer time.

8. Some people treat white, wealthy people more kindly than the poor.

9. When we run out of resources to give, we should genuinely and expectantly pray for provision.

10. I am extremely blessed to own so much land (75 acres).

11. There is great need for Compassion Int'l or the like in Antigua and countless other impoverished areas.

12. Most Guatemalans live in extreme poverty

13. We like the early to bed, early to rise schedule.

14. We service and do well on less than 1 hr of Internet a day.

15. I learned how to hand wash clothes.

16. 97% of worries don't come true.

Traveling back.

Happy Valentine's Day! What'd you get me?

Anyway, we're traveling back today.

Our attentitive plans are as follows:

10:15am - Depart from Casa De Conception
11am - Arrive at the Guatemala City airport to begin checkin
2:08pm - Depart via Delta
7:30pm - Arrive in Atlanta to be picked up by Brubet (Bekah's parents)
9pm - Depart for the Holler
12am - Arrive, Good Lord's willin

Please be in prayer for us as we travel.

PDA in the park!

We've been in culture shock since we've been here! Yes, much is the same as in the states: McDonalds, rich people, poor people, Cafe's, Internet, friendly people, not so friendly people, beautiful houses, exploitation, taxi's etc...

However, we weren't prepared for all the PDA. Yes, I said PDA: Public Displays of Affection. It's everywhere, but particularly in the parks. Young people, old people, "modern" people, Myans....

I often share my joys and struggles, but now it's time to share the awkwardness.

PDA in the park.

In search for Compassion.

Just the other day Rebekah was sitting on a park bench with the mother of "our" family. Rebekah began to notice something interesting and disturbing. White people (Europeans and North Americans) and well to do Guatemalans would accknowledge and say hey to her, but not the poor, Guatemalan mother?

What in the world is up with that?

Who are we to deserve a hello? Is it our skin color? Is it our cleanliness? Our social status? Our wealth? Our white child?

Where's the Compassion? Rebekah isn't in need of a smile nearly as much as this mother. And this mother is just as much human as Rebekah.

We visited an evangelical congregation on Sunday morning. Everyone was well dressed and no one was in the native Mayan clothing. We had to wonder if our family would even be accepted there.

I know a place where this family would be well accepted. In the Kingdom of God the poor are rich in faith and everyone is equal!

Campassion Int'l seems to a place of Kingdom where God's heart is demonstrated for the poor. We've been wondering how we can continue to help this family after we leave. They don't have a mailing address so personal contact will become impossible. We thought, if there's a Compassion program nearby we could get one of the kids enrolled. That way we could get them sponsored and they would be guaranteed 1 meal a day, school and Kingdom messages.

We've been on a goose chase the last 2 days literally searching for Compassion. We called the US headquarters and they told us there's programs in Antugua. We just had to visit a local evengelical church and aske them if they supported the program. She told us that if they didn't, they should know a church that did.

So we searched for churches online and found a baptist congregation. Upon finding the church we were warmly greeted, but they didn't have the Compassion program. They did, however give us the Compassion Guatemala headquaters phone number and a Spanish Bible for our family!

We called the Guatemalan office today and found out the nearest Compassion center is 45 minutes away. Bummer. That means it's out of the question for our family. Compassion did invite us to vist a center, Saturday before we leave. We'll for sure try to make that happen.

More for our family!

We've just about depleated ourselves on "our" family. It got to the point where we had nothing left to give, and yet they were still in need. Admitedly, in a near depressed state we half heartingly prayed for God to provide more $.

THEN! A blog reader donated $200 for this family! Now, ALL the children can get shoes and we can get the family a Bible (and read certain parts with them before we go). And we still have more time to meet other desperate needs.

We are absolutely exstatic! Praise the Lord! Isn't He good! Blessing us while we sleep!

Our family

One of the most fruitful and rewarding experiences of this trip has got to be a local family we've met. It all started with, "can I have a dollar" and it's become an everlasting friendship. We look for them each afternoon in the park (where they work all day) to hang out with them and minister to them.

Yesterday they went "crazy" for the camera. They ALL (including the parents) loved getting their picture taken, and then seeing the photo.

Check out the pics.

Anitgua Rides

We're back from an eventless and restful weekend. We had fun on Saturday bargaining at the local market for gifts for our friends and family. On Sunday we enjoyed a protestant church in the morning. After that, we took some lunch to the park and shared it with "our" family.

Since we've been here, we've been taking pictures of the various modes of transportation.

Enjoy the show!

"Renewing" our vowes!

We visited a nearby town yesterday and learned about some local dress and culture.

As an example, Rebekah and I got married Mayan style! For more pics of the trip we've added more photos to Guatemala #3

Check out the pre wedding process:

1. The boy become interested in the girl.
2. The boys family meets with the girls family for consent.
3. Another family visit includes witnesses.
4. A 3rd visit the boys family lavishes the girls family w/ gifts.
5. A year after the 3 visits the couple marries.
6. During the year the girl makes a detailed, multi purpose shawl.

The marriage

1. 7 days of parties, feasts and celbrations

2. The couple and the grooms mother dress up in traditional wedding attire.



3. The couple kneel and the family pour flower blessings on the couple.



4. The new couple kisses

God, where did you study?

It´s even colder today (60 or so). I´m hiding in the computer room to stay out of the wind. I know, I know, poor me... Yall are freezin!

We´ve added more pics to Guatemala #2 and have added another album, Guatmala #3.

Classes continue to go well for both of us. This week my teacher is more talkative. We talked for 2 hours this morning. Well, she did most of the talking, but I could understand 90% of it! She talked about her grandsons birthday, about the poverty rate here and what the church and government is doing about it. She shared a song with me, that addresses some really tough questions. Dwell on it a moment.

Dios, Donde Esudiaste Tu?

Dios, Donde esudiaste Tu? (God, where did you study) Seguro que no es un buen colegio. (I´m sure it wasn´t a good College) Tu no aprendiste bien las matematicas. (You didn´t learn good mathmatics) Porque a alguenos tu diste mucho. (Because you gave some people a lot). A otros Poco, y otros nada. (To others, a little and to others, nothing)

She shared the following stats with me:

60% of the Guatemalans live in extreme poverty having 1-2 meals a day and live in bamboo type of houses.

30% of the Guatemalans are poor, but are able to eat 3 meals a day and live small concret or block homes.

10% of Guatemalans are rich (like our middle class or above)

Like this singer, let´s ask God (and ourselves) why there´s such an embalance in this world?

How To: Wash Clothes in Guatmala.

As I type, I'm wearing 3 layers of clothing (a long sleeve shirt, a t shirt and a jacket). It's cold here (probably 60 w/ the wind), but I know it's got be colder in NC.

I thought I'd share about our laundry experience over the weekend. We had to do it by hand. Here's the process:

1. Buy the equipment (soap and laundry pins)


2. Mix Soap with warm water and let your load soak for 10 min. Stir occasionally.


3. Scrub each article by hand.


4. Rinse each article 3-4 times in a bucket of fresh water, then rinse in running water.

5. Ring your clothes by hand until the water stops dripping.

6. Hang em on the line!


7. Allow to dry 2-6 hrs and take of the line and fold.

It took about 2.5 hrs on Saturday, so I think we'll opt for the $8 wash at school and use that time to study. It was great so see and feel how the rest of the world washes there clothes.

Our Ministry here.

Yesterday we started back to school fresh from a restful Sunday. I got a new teacher for a fresh perspective, while Rebekah kept her current one. Please continue to pray against burn out.

Before we came, I knew we would get involved in some type of ministry, I just didn’t know what that would be. I had hoped there would be an orphanage here we could frequent, but it’s outside of town.

Out ministry here has come gradually and very naturally. It’s happened at school and as we walk to and from regular destinations. At school it’s subtle witnessing as we share stories and talk about our Lord. As for our regular destination the mission began when we 1st passed a severely crippled homeless man and we gave him a $1. As soon as we left him the Spirit told me to pray for him, but I didn’t. Sometimes it’s those regrets that motivate you the next time to be bold in the Spirit.

The next time we saw Pedro we gave another dollar and this time we prayed. We figured he was healed b/c we didn’t see him again. However, we ran into him over the weekend and hung out a little more, gave him a belt and some food. He’s so skinny my tightest loop wouldn’t nearly do it. I had to bore a new hole 6 inches from my tightest one. As I put it on him, the police approached and I thought I was in trouble. However, they ended up helping him put it on!

Another ministry has been a family of 5. We 1st met the 3 smallest (8 months, 3 and 4yrs old) when they asked us for a dollar. We happily complied and hung out with them a little bit. We’ve seen them 4 times now and we hang out with them more and more. The 2 boys (4 and 6) polish shoes all day Saturday and Sunday while the Dad sells ice scream and the momma “holds down the fort” on a park bench. On Saturday we had them polish Jonah’s sandals and that night we played games with them.

At one point we were sitting on the curb with Pedro in between Heather and I, Momma and Jonah were playing nearby and the 3 children were playing games with Heather and I. For me, it was moment of pure bliss. It was exactly where the Spirit would have us, fellowshipping with Jesus!

Restaurant experience

Ok, we’re back at school and have access to the internet. Our home stay doesn’t provide meals on Saturday night or Sunday so I thought I’d document our restaurant experience.

Saturday Night, Cafe de Sky

Tammy and her mother found a jewel of a restaurant and invited us to join them for a sun set dinner. This had to be the most beautiful restaurant we’ve eaten at so far and in my opinion it was the best dining experience over all. The portions were extremely generous, tasty and reasonably priced and the view was like no other!
Heather, Momma and Myself split the Nacho’s and the quesadias.


Check out that pile of Nachos:


Cost? $33.63 for 5 people.

Sunday Brunch at the Cafe Condesa

We decided to save some money and ate the brunch buffet at Café Condesa. After a light snack 1st thing in the morning we hit up the Condesas at 10:30am and pigged out. The buffet included eggs, pancakes, beans, salads (3 or 4), fruit, rolls, cake, granola etc… It definitely filled us for breakfast and lunch, so we successfully knocked out 2 birds with one stone.

Cost? $34.82


Sunday Dinnerat Pollo Campero

We checked out a central American, or maybe even North American fast food restaurant, Pollo Campero. I’d always seen these in Honduras and have always wanted to check it out. So far it was our least expensive meal. It was kinda of like a Burger Kings chicken selection, plus some. The style of delivery was different than in the states, in that they served you at your table with real dishes.

Cost? $10