Editor's Note: Yeah, I'm not so good at updating when I promise. Time is really short around here.

Rundown of the last couple days:

• Friday: I went to Nuevo Oriental (New Orient). This community has absoluty nothing. They are dirt poor. My group went and set up a shoe store for the day. We took refuge in a house that Torch had built the week before. While we were setting up the donated shoes we were about to distribute, a huge line already had formed. We gave out shoes the whole day, with now break in the line. At times the line devoloped into a mob with people shoving trying to make sure they got free shoes for their kids. During these times I was resorted to shouting spanish phrases with our Honduran helper hoping to quell the ruckus. Unfortunately, these attempts were mostly for naught. I did see a girl get pushed back from the front of the line to the back; I went out to her and made sure she got her shoes.
  
  The really cool thing about the shoe distribution was that we washed their feet and gave them socks before we helped pick them out shoes. The whole time we did this, all I could think about was how Jesus washed the disciples' feet. I'm sure those disciples had some pretty nasty feet as well with their incessant waking in sandals. The honduran people had some disgusting feet as well, but I think us washing their feet was very symbolistic to them illustrating our willingness to get dirty helping them. One poor 8 year old looking girl had 6 toes on the one foot, 7 toes on the other. Her socks had busted out because her feet were so wide due to her toes. She was the cutest little thing as well.
  
• Saturday: Everyone went to San Miguel today. San Miguel is one of several communities devestated by the torrent rains in Honduras the past month. A previously small creek is now a huge river in the middle of their community, and five families are living in a chruch because their homes had been washed out in the mudslide. These rains have been front page of Teguicigalpa's newspapers (that and America's ambassador being caught for corruption); many families have been affected by this tragedy. Pray for these families. A girl from Los Pinos (where We've worked) died friday when here house collapsed on her.
  
  Anyways, we went to San Miguel bringing clothes and food to the church where the families who were now homeless were taking refuge. Though we could not bring back their homes, I believe we brought hope and love. Another huge line formed outside the church, as the community came for help. It was once again organized chaos, but the 2 sisters from valley of angels were there to help. I love these ladies: I worked with them in the medical clinic last year (They wondered if I was planning on going to the hospital this year again). Each family (not all of them were homeless but they were all affected by the rains) got a bag of food, a bag of clothes, and got a lunch of fried rice and bread. It was an amazing thing we did; gave us all warm feelings. Oh, and our pictures were in the newspapers on Sunday then . So we're famous gringos around here.
  
• Sunday: We went to the Jesus Statute for church, then we (the interns) came home to mow the lawn. Then later in the night, I somehow lost/got my camera stolen at the mall. A big downer. I need to have a camera here to record these times, and I had a hoss moment in a bad country to have one. I either left it in the car or the restuarant, but someone has obviously taken it. Aghh. I'm an idiot.
  
  Anyways, time is going too fast here. Sorry for the rushed writing; I am sure mistakes abound.
  
  Oh, and I haven't figured out how to post pictures using my gatorlink account yet. Any gators out there want to help? I can't remember how to upload them now.
  
  p.s. mom how can I get a hold of you(phone)? I want your stuffed shells recipe.

Everyone's favorite kid in Honduras,

Hoss (is it coincidence the first two letters match? I think not)