Today we begin a new mini series: The Real Guatemala.
Claudia she was bringing back some long lost memories from her dear Guatemala, in her own words, “No helmets, no amber alerts, no Wiis, just a plastic ball or if lucky a real soccer ball, I feel one component that I loved of living down there was that you knew everyone and everyone knew you, or of you, do you know what I mean? You spoke to your neighbors, you knew their names, where they worked, etc. Heck, you could even have refaccion together, at night you could hang… have some decent conversation about everything and nothing…”
Although things have changed a bit from the old and romantic Guatemala that Claudia is nostalgic about, much have not changed.
MO continues, “I miss the good old days and the sense of community. I miss playing futbol in the streets after school. I miss playing tenta, el botecito, escondite, kick-ball, cincos, trompos and all the good old games kids play (I hope still do). It was such a beautiful thing sitting on the banqueta at night under the star filled sky with all the kids from the block telling jokes or stories about El Duende, La Ciguanaba, El Cadejo, La Llorona and other great Guatemala folk tales. I miss those days. ***SUSPIRO***”
Do you think this image captures the nostalgic sentiments of Claudia and MO?