Travel Blogs from Boca Chica
... Arrive at Dominca School and Orphanage
July 14 Saturday
7:00 AM, LaUrena, Breakfast and Devotion
8-12, LaUrena, Construction on the School
12:30-1:30, LaUrena, Lunch
2-5, LaUrena, Construction on the School
6:00 PM, LaUrena, Dinner and Devotion
July 15 Sunday
8:00 AM, LaUrena, Breakfast
10:00 AM, LaUrena, Church service at the Orphanage lead by a team member; children sing for us
12:00-1:00, LaUrena, Lunch
... closet (that is usually bouncing in a vertical range of 3 to 6 feet and slowly leaking sea water onto our heads). We also spend an odd amount time discussing flushing techniques.
6. We talk to strangers... a lot. Asking questions opens so many doors to meeting people. A simple, stupid "tourist" question to many a stranger has resulted in meeting the friendliest, most outgoing people we could have ever imagined. This is something we definitely want ...
... wit various drills in the morning, and then there was a game in the afternoon against another local youth team. I was invited to come, of course, and Nicole did go to see the game, and to talk to my boys and see what was going on. There were many Americans there, all with high-tech equipment to measure speed of balls, cameras, etc. The stands were packed, and Nicole and I were lucky to find the last empty spot available! The event was held ...
... week. They were retired police officers... A DCI and DI. Very pleasant company and the waitress service was excellent. The food was outstanding. Upto 24 Hrs on the go now so decided to shower and bed. Our stateroom attendant was called Derek. Yet again a nice helpful man had all our luggage squared away which was a boon as we were fast becoming dribbling zombies with the tiredness. See you in Day ...
... helps us get through Immigration departure stamps from Costa Rica and then we wait a half an hout in the 100 degree sun as the Costa Rican customs inspector tries to get windows to print out a form for one of the people in front of us in line to clear their vehicles (mostly truck drivers who are laughing at the customs official as he just cant get the printer to work). Finally its my turn and the guard tells me he wants to see the bikes ...