We walked through Central Park yesterday to meet up with a team of adults that are here this week for an outreach/sightseeing trip. Semana Santa was in full force. Processionals, incense, crowds, hundreds of people flocking in and out of the gorgeous Catholic church on the square, women selling their wares, men and boys dressed in their purple cloaks. Camden sat quietly watching while I wondered once again how living in this country would shape him.
The incense that you can see as the cloudy, shady parts of the pictures above and below smelled so awful. Two weeks ago when my nausea was much worse I would not have been able to handle it. I could barely handle it yesterday.
Central Park while always busy is especially busy during this week. I read another missionary from another part of Guatemala talk about how quiet and peaceful Guatemala is during Easter weekend. That's because everyone is here in Antigua!
When we met up with our team we got in 5 tuk tuks to go to our director's house. The drivers decided it was a race and the whole trip was just insanity. And the ADULTS in this team were crazier than any group of teenagers we have ever had. As one of the tuk tuks would get close to another, the men would stick their arms out and with plastic water bottles try to bonk the people in the other tuk tuk. Our vice president actually paid his driver to "win". And they did win. It was so fun, but I admit that I spent a lot of time worried about my poor little baby rattling around in my tummy.
Where Camden sits quietly and observes, here is Hope.
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