I should apologize for the lack of blogging lately… I thought that during the winter I would have more time for things like blogging, but I was wrong. One of the reasons my schedule has been full is our recent trip to Nicaragua.

For those of you who don’t know me well, Nicaragua has always held a special place in my heart. When I was nine years old, my family and I moved there for the winter. It was such a long time ago, and so much has changed, but I still love to go back and visit every few years. This time was extra special, because I got to show Mike where we lived, and places that we still talk about. It was his first trip out of the country, and the first time he ever flew so it was definitely an experience :).

The first day we were there we did some touring around Bluefields, the town where we were staying.

This is the garbage truck that they drive around town and throw the trash on the back, then they hull it all off to “the dump”.

And this is the dump. There’s always dogs, pigs, and people digging through the trash trying to find something to eat. The saddest part of the entire trip was the one day when we were dropping our trash off. While we were driving back to the dump a little boy starting running after our pick-up. I thought he probably just wanted a ride on the back of the truck, but when we stopped he grabbed the trash bags on the bed of the truck. He wanted first dibs on our trash. I could have cried.

While we were there the guys did some masonry work which included mixing concrete by hand;

they also built bunk beds, and laid tile.

We did a lot of painting, and we also visited the pregnancy center and hung out with the ladies there.

One of the most fun parts of the trip was the feeding program. Each day the Verbo Church feeds approximately 160 children for lunch. We served the food as well as hung out with the adorable little kiddos.

They absolutely loved posing for pictures so I was in my glory. 😉

We also took a boat to an island about 20 minutes from Bluefields where we handed out bundles

and prayed for the people there.

The trip was lots of fun, and it was good to be able to visit Nicaragua again.

I am always reminded how incredibly blessed we are in America.

And, I promise, from here on out I will try my best to stay after my blog. 🙂

xoxo Kayla