Panajachel – Lake Atitlan – Gautemala
The sun melts away behind the shadowed volcano of San Pedro.
The last light reflects on the blue water of Lake Atitlan.
The sun sets and closes another day.
The time has come to say good bye.
Adios Gautemala!
The memories we carry with us are like the colors of the markets and the freshness of their fruits.
The rumble of many voices bargaining for the cheapest prices.
The woman who dress with the finest clothes and the men who carry the families load on their back.
The old faces which mirror the years of wisdom.
We will miss the children who laugh with joy and run with passion.
We came to serve and encourage!
Ouma Theresa made her first meal on her stove.
4 Families have homes and many lives were touched.
Gautemala, a beautiful country – we love you.
