The countryside. That's what's good.
Our bags stacked ceiling high in the car on the way to the middle of nowhere. . .
I think I just accidentally referenced a Hanson song. Oh jeez.
I think I just accidentally referenced a Hanson song. Oh jeez.
Traditional Mayan worship ceremony on the top of a hill in the indigenous community of Cantel. He's only speaking Quiche, the local language. Also, he is a bamf.
A cow and a goat having a fight on the farm across the street from our school in the countryside.
Our school was actually an evangelical church.
Our school's mascot, the local stray dog living under the stairs. Her puppy is. . . hungry.
And waddly.
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