Sister helped me look through all the luggage that had been pulled off before I got there, and we found one of Shirley's bags… "Where there is one, there is all four." Sister said. We eventually found three and then I started thinking that maybe Shirley only checked in the one bag.

Sister had to run outside while I took the luggage through to the Customs Agent. I found out later that they were towing her truck away from a NO PARKING area. It was actually hooked up and she 'begged and pleaded'....

As I was coming through Customs with my luggage (and Shirley's), I was stopped. Not because I had three bags, my laptop and my fanny pack thrown over my shoulder, but because they saw something during X-ray of my luggage. Oh Brother!

I opened up the largest piece of luggage (all donations for the kids) and they began to sift through it. They saw over 100 ball caps, pens, pencils, books, bracelets, puzzles, crayons and much more. When the came to the peanut butter, they held it up it and passed it to someone else to discuss it, of course I couldn't understand... all I could do was say "peanut butter"-- but they just ignored me.

So I hit them next with "Sister Laurinda..."

"Oh" said the agent and told me to go on-- and everyone walked away. I got outside to the waiting area for arrivals and found it packed with people. Sister had returned and decided to go back inside to make sure that I didn't miss one more of Shirley's bags.

She told me to wait in a certain area, so I did. While standing there with my bags on a cart, a young American lady came up to me. "You look like a friendly face." She said. She was really lost! She had come from L.A. and was to meet a gentleman named William Davis. She had nothing more than his name and the organization he was representing, no phone number. I assured her that we would get her on her way to the right person.

We introduced ourselves to each other. Her name is Angela, same as the girl from the plane. We talked while waiting for Sister to get back from the baggage area. Angela was coming to do surgery on the eyes of Hondurans. Sister then came back with Shirley's green bag in tow. Now I remember that bag... it has lots of my stuff for the kids in Urraco.

I introduced Sister to Angela. Sister asked a few people if they've heard of the group that Angela was looking for. Nobody could help. So I gave Angela my business card and the name of the hotel where we're to stay. I told her that if she didn't find William Davis, to call and we'd find her a place to stay.

Sister and I left the airport and headed to the hotel, Gran Sula or something like that. I still can't remember the name. There I would be meeting Lou Cherry, the Director of ProPapa and Joe Farrell, also a Board Member. The Surgical team would be there as well.

Lou met us in the Lobby and helped me check in. I was happy to finally get my luggage into the room and just kick back to relax for a few minutes. We were having lunch in the cafeteria in 15 minutes, so I cleaned up and met them downstairs. Lou introduced me to Joe Farrell and one member of the surgical team, Chris.

After lunch, everyone was planning on a bus ride to the market, but I decided to just hang out in the room, take a nap and see if I could connect my computer to the wireless network. As I lay on my bed, I could hear the music playing near the pool down below. I enjoy Latin music.

After my nap, I was able to hook up to the Internet. It took me a few tries but it worked, although not a very strong signal. I was able to check the local news from home and my email. I wasn't able to send emails but could receive them.

Dinner time came quickly and we ate at the Hotel restaurant. It was very good…chicken cordon bleu was the main course. The lemon pie was good with the marshmallow topping. During dinner I sat across from Christine and beside Susan, both members of the surgical team. I was introduced to everyone, but remember particularly Ellen and Kathryn.

I had traveled with Ellen's husband on my last trip to Urraco. Katherine is fluent in Spanish and came with Ellen, her friend. She plans on going with me to Urraco since Shirley didn't make it. All the schools are having programs honoring Shirley for her work with the Scholarship program, so Katherine will help me with that.