about our Mexico missions trip.
Breakfast was beans, eggs and a tortilla.
I don’t like eggs but I know they are a breakfast staple to everyone else in the world and therefore was mentally prepared.
I even ate some…mixed in with my beans.
The idea of making up at home and making myself some beans for breakfast is so wrong.
However, at the ranch it’s so perfect.
The morning of our last day we hiked up to “the cross”
It was a beautiful sight.
You get a really great perspective of the orphanage from up there.
On the way up to the cross you hike past the daycare.
What an awesome view those little punkins have.
Speaking of punkins…
I call this picture ducks.
That’s what husb and I thought every time we saw a group of these guys walking around.
I must remember this technique when I have children ;)
Wanna know how great of a blogger I am?
Not that great of one!
Who do you think left her camera behind on one of the best nights of the whole trip?
Oh yeah…you guessed it…ME!
Thankfully others took pictures and then posted them on Facebook where I was able to take full advantage.
This is where we had dinner.
Not any old dinner…we had MULITAS and coke in a glass bottle!
How bad do I wish I had a picture to show you?
A mulita is a cross between a quesadilla and a taco.
That is my white girl description.
And this is the special fellow who made them.
He was fast!
And we were hungry!
The perfect combination really.
Then we got to sit and chat and laugh.
It was awesome.
I wanna have mulitas with these people every night.
Natalie, Pato, Erika, Nate…we miss you already!
See that guy sitting next to husb?
The one with his hand over his mouth?
That is Bean.
That’s not his real name…just what husb calls him.
They have been friends since they were toddlers.
Bean came with us.
Note to all the ladies out there…
if you go on a road trip with two fellas you wont have to carry one piece of luggage, load any luggage or drive.
I highly recommend it ;)
To top it all off…
after dinner we went to a bakery.
This was a bakery unlike any I have ever seen.
A maze of pastries.
Husb was in heaven.
He loves a good pastry.
I had a glazed donut.
What can I say…I like to live dangerously.
Needless to say it was a great night.
Shoot…it was a great trip.
Thank you Lord for taking care of those babies
and the Rancho staff
and Natalie and her Tecate Youth!
This is the part where I sound like everyone else in the world that has ever gone on a missions trip.
But they are right.
If you get a chance to go on a trip with your church…