El Mirador (the lookout).Posted: December 27, 2012 Filed under: Uncategorized Leave a comment
I spent Christmas Day here, in the Maya Mountains, with the family of a friend. We first drove up and down the hills collecting all the members of his family into one place. And then we gathered under one roof with red wine for a round of toasts. Everyone cried, including me, even though I didn’t understand a word they were saying.
But this translated well enough: Family can be wonderful, and family can also be very very hard.