Last Day in Honduras - Not

We had a rocky start to the morning. Went to pay our hotel bill after we had breakfast at the restaurant where we ate all week, and the credit card system for the hotel was not working correctly. The night watchman, Marco, was helping us, but it never would work. He called the owner of the hotel who said that she would be there in 15 minutes (that could really mean an hour). She was convinced it our cars was bad, but it wasn't because we had just used it like we had all week. We finally had to leave for our 1 1/2 hour trip to the airport. We will use Western Union to send money to a Living Waters employee here who can pay our bill. 

Arrived at the airport with no problem. Checked in, went through customs, went through a souvenir shop, and sat to wait for our flight. As I sat, I thought I heard my name being called over the intercom. I went to the gate and was told that they found something suspicious in my bag and that I needed to go with them. 

Another lady and I were given the official orange vests to wear and off we went with a United employee. We went down the ramp that the folks who had just landed were coming up. That was our plane. We were lead under the airport building where all the luggage is sorted to a little locked room. In there was a man sitting at a screen looking at baggage going through the screening process. There was another man with a big baseball ball looking piece of wood pushing the luggage along the rollers. The third man was the one who would go through our luggage. He went through the other lady's first. He opened some cigarettes that she had, but didn't find anything else. 

I start feeling a little nervous wondering what he thinks he is going to find in my bag. I was given some homeopathic ointment from a lady but that was all I could think of. He kept digging in my suitcase and didn't find anything. 

So back upstairs we go. Soon after we heard that our flight was delayed. 

Sherri and I were visiting with 2 Canadians that we met on the way down when we heard our flight was cancelled. 

Had to go pick up our luggage and the luggage  carousel was broken. I stood on the carousel looking for our luggage as they brought it in and placed it one the floor. Then to the United counter to get vouchers for hotel and food. 

We were in line for over 2 hours. Part of the reason was that when the lunch break time came all the United counter people left and went to lunch. They were gone for more than 30 minutes while we stood in line. 

Got vouchers, taxis were provided, and off we went to central San Pedro Sula to our hotel. Sherri and I ended up in a taxi with a Honduran who lives in New Orleans. 

By far the most exhausting day! Wish us luck for tomorrow!!