I had the fantastic opportunity to visit El Salvador June 6-16 as a mission trip with my home church in Chicago. From the get-go, I was determined to emerge myself and learn from a culture so different from my own. While others spoke on “the poverty of this third world country,” all I could see was beauty in virtually everything: interacting with  total strangers in El Jobo, arm wrestling the pastor of a church in Santa Tecla (and losing, but to my defense, he was thrice my size), taking straight shots of hot chili sauce with new friends in San Miguel, riding the back of a pickup truck to El Cuco, and the food — oh my God, their pupusas…amazing!

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