Looks like I’ve fallen a might behind.
I’m in the process of helping Jesse put together a slideshow of pictures from Honduras. He has told me many a tale from his mission trip, but my favorite will always be about how he earned the credentials to be a first ballot hall-of-famer in the Chicken Killer Hall of Fame. I think I find that story so funny because we had chickens when I was a small, but undeniably cool child.
So Jesse has to travel to Honduras to see farm animals?
No word on whether or not Honduras Wendy’s serves the Baconator.
This picture reminds me so much of the movie Born into Brothels. If you haven’t seen that movie yet, run to your local video store and pick it up. I could also arrange to loan out my copy, but I would have to be very trusting of that person. It is one of the most powerful movies ever made.
This is supposed to be the oldest church in this hemisphere.
People live in the garbage dump and forage for food there.
Jesse hopes to go on a mission to Africa next year.