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Wednesday, 5 August 2015

Coming Home

So on Sunday I finally arrived back in England after a year in the amazing country of Honduras. I left Central America feeling rather sad at what I was leaving behind but also very excited about what was to come - seeing my family, friends and starting university.

The last couple of weeks at school were amazing. We had a 'despedida' (farewell/sendoff) with the teachers on French Key (they told us we were going to a meeting) where they bought us lunch, gave us presents and we swam in the sea with them all. It was a great day and thanks to all the staff who took us there and helped us celebrate the end of a great year.

The Tuesday of the last week of school was one of the best days of the year. It was our school sendoff. In the morning all the little kids sang and danced and did the most adorable things for us and gave us a few gifts and cards. It was really amazing and showed they really appreciate what Robbie and I have done this year - I guess all the work did pay off.



Then in the afternoon we had a farewell with the afternoon children. They got us to dance and play games in front of them all which they seemed to enjoy, even if I didn't! Oh well, it was a good laugh. Again they gave us lots of lovely presents and a few of my favourite students stayed behind at the end of the day to eat cake with us, it was a great day and one I will not be forgetting anytime soon!



On Thursday, our last day of school, we said our last goodbyes to all the staff and the children at school. This was really quite sad, knowing that I may never see these people again, though one day I will be back to visit, I can assure you of that!





The Friday morning marked the end of our time in Roatan as we went to the ferry with Doris. After an emotional goodbye with her we got on the boat and made it to San Pedro at about 2pm, where we met a few more of the group. We went out and had a great night in San Pedro (and only got 2 hours sleep...) before heading to the airport on the Saturday morning.

We got the plane to Miami which was alright, then we hit the hellish experience that is Miami airport. After being told to 'respect America' because we told an angry security bloke 'this is typical America,' and 'this wouldn't be happening in Heathrow,' we made it through the maze of halls and got to the gate just before the plane left. After an 8 1/2 hour flight we got to Heathrow where I met Dad and Jack and they gave me a lift to Luke's cricket match to end the year just as I started it, and one of Luke's county cricket games!

It's fantastic to see my family again, and I've met up with one or two good friends so it's good to catch up. Yet I'm sure once the initial excitement has worn off I'll really want to go back to Roatan and do it all over again!

So overall it was an incredible year, but I advise you not to ask me the question 'How was your year in Honduras?' because I will not really be able to answer that that quickly, so ask me something slightly more interesting and meaningful if you want to know about it!

Thanks again to all those people who sponsored me, supported me and kept me going over the year - I really couldn't have done it without you. And thank you so much to all my friends and amazing students in Punta Gorda, you helped make this year one I will never forget.

Adios, for the last time,

Sam xx