Milk Maids

Who needs to go to Disney World when you can ride in a taxi in a third world country?
Today Linda and I were the milk maids of the Villa de San Francisco.
We had 23 cans of powdered milk to deliver to our Hope families. This was to be an addition to the food distribution they would get on Wednesday this week. But when we pictured them carrying 2 doz eggs, a chicken, corn meal, cereal, rice and beans home, we didn't know how we could add two pounds of milk to their already heavy bundle.
So we hired a taxi for the afternoon. A taxi here is little more than a motorcycle on the front and a jeep in the back, open air with a canvas top. We had Pastor Mirna come with us to show the way to the various casas.
Mirna is as wide as me so having the 3 of us in the back of the taxi was a tight squeeze.
This area of Honduras is very rocky. It sits at the foot of a mountain so the streets are mostly slanted. They are full of deep ruts from where the water runs down during the hard rains.
There were a few very steep hills a la Big Thunder Mountain Railroad. I made Linda put her hands in the air when we careened down them and we let out a big "WHEEEEEEEEEE!!!!"
Some of the conditions the people live in are very poor. Torn canvas made upa wall in more than one home. About half of the homes have dirt floors. Many have no furniture except beds which we have provided in past years.
our "better off" families have a paved floor of cement or maybe tile. They may have a table and a few chairs.
Almost all have school pictures and diplomas on the wall.
There is no indoor plumbing. The banyo (bathroom) is outside, as well as the pila. A pila is a cement laundry tub of sorts, where you do your laundry, wash your body and wash your dishes.
Our journey today brought nourishment and love, as each milk delivery included a kiss, a hug and a warm greeting.