If it means anything, I've thought long and hard about this post. What should I tell you about this trip? Should I tell you about the gas station ostrich we fed on our way into San Lucas Toliman (this is the town we stayed in by the way)? Should I tell you about the torrential down pour we got stuck in, resulting in us have to dive into flooded streets of sewage to push our truck to higher ground? I could tell you about how awesome it is to ride in the back of a pick up truck, with the wind whipping around you, surrounded by the most beautiful (active) volcanoes. I could also tell you countless stories of meeting some of the most amazing people of my life. Oh, and the time I got to help teach the most amazing 10 year old with cerebral palsy how to communicate with his family. That was AMAZING. There was also the time we learned to make tortillas from scratch...so good. I think I still dream about those tortillas and beans. Those beans... Anyway, what else should I tell you about? Oh yeah, there were also several late nights of dish-washing at the Paroqia (where we ate most of our meals), and the many inevitable soap fights that ensued after eating (beans of course.)
But for the most part, I can't really tell you exactly everything about this trip. Not that I dont want to, it's just that this long distance thing makes it really hard. (note: I will gladly do a coffee date with anyone who wants to sit down to listen to me talk endlessly about this awesome trip. You're paying though, right?) It's hard to express every emotion and feeling and funny story if we're not face to face. So my only remedy is to offer you these fabulous photos as a peace offering. I hope you enjoy them! I hope they give you a glimpse of the beautiful country and people that I fell in love with this summer. ok?
Lots of love.
D.
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| I fed an ostrich. They're scarier than they look. |
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| San Lucas Toliman |
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| Beautiful. |
