It's mid December and we are back in Guatemala. We left the whitewet snow on the ground in Olympia in exchange for juicyfat pineapples and sunburned cheeks. I must admit that we've been chillin' out in Xela (shay-la) for quite a few days..........gently avoiding the next encolunter with La Floirda life. I don't know what I'm afraid of exactly. Any kind of bad news.......I guess. Cold showers. But tomorrow is the day. We go. We're gone. To the sweatyhotbuginfested greens of coffeeland. For Soltace. For Christmas. The New Year........and my birthday.
I will miss the warm lusty smell of a roasting turkey that I won't eat.......and my mom's chocolate chip cookies, my dad's santa hat, and my sister's smile.
I'm a little apprehensive but I know it's time for the harsh nudge out of ritual and security -- a little shake up. Sometimes I embrace it. Sometimes I fear it. What can I say......I live upsidedown. It's all I seem capable of doing. Happy Holidays Everyone! I miss you much.
-mary
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Nice flavor saver ryan! You guys need to smile more. Times are tough but if they wernt everything would be easy... Moni and I got the house so when your ready roll on threw. Its close to the border so you will feel right at home. merry Christmas!! Your cuz, Joe
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