Smells like pumpkin spice...

Hello from Honduras! Fall is in full swing at home…rustling leaves, afternoon football games, Starbucks Pumpkin Spice lattés (ok that’s sort of a joke but I do miss the occasional lateé)…it’s funny how what Luke and I talk about often has to do with what we’d be doing at home during a particular season of the year. Luckily here the weather has been very “fall-like” (for Honduras). Since last Sunday, there has been a low front hovering over southern Honduras bringing us cool and rainy days (lower 70s) and even cooler nights. Luke and I both love it. After seeing the hot sun every day during dry season and then usually for part of the day during the rainy season (late June-December) it’s nice to have a string of cool days where the sun doesn’t even peak through! We sat outside the other night and had to put on sweaters!

Our good friends Dory and Jarod sent us a package a few weeks ago that contained several delicious beers from the New Belgium Brewery in Fort Collins (where we were living before moving to Honduras). And since we have been reminiscing about fall weather we thought we’d blog about what sipping those beers reminded us of….

- Car camping along the Poudre river
- Sitting outside our garage on summer weekend nights with the dog and grilling
- Hanging with Sally and Jason in Denver (Luke’s sister & brother-in-law)
- CSU Rams football games (we usually lost but oh well!)
- The New Belgium brewery tour (ok, we only when on the actual “tour” once but frequented the place after work and when visitors came for the free samples)
- Hanging out with our friends Dory and Jarod
- Going out to eat downtown Fort Collins
- Picnicking up on the Horsetooth Reservoir
- $1 New Belgium drafts on Tuesday nights or during Colorado Avalanche hockey games at a divey (but very delicious) Italian restaurant on Prospect
- Friday nights at home just Luke and I and Moose listening to music and cooking something tasty

We definitely miss Fort Collins and our friends and family (and of course, our dog Moose). The homesickness (thank goodness) isn’t a constant feeling …more of sometimes surprisingly powerful wave that comes on a bad day, after looking at a picture, hearing from family or being reminded of something from home.

(See below for another blog I posted today on our work update)