We met Julia’s mother again and the entire family last evening at another restaurant closer to where they live. Everyone was present this time including Julia’s brother, Walter, that did not come last Tuesday because he was working. The family says that Walter looks the most like their father, Carlos. He doesn’t look like Julia…
Tag: Travel
Tacos, Steeples, and Synagogues…
We took a city tour yesterday. When I came home, I was so disappointed in my photos. I just wasn’t on top of it and missed some good opportunities–just too much on my mind otherwise, I guess. Really it is not like me to miss photos ops… Today we will meet with Julia’s family again….
Two Stories Becoming One…
For many years when Wayne put Julia to bed, he told her a bedtime story. Oh and btw, Wayne did tuck Julia into bed every night. This was his daddy responsibility. It gave me a few moments to relax before bed… Back to the story… It went something like this, “Mama and Daddy got married…
Mother…
A dear Guatemalan friend of ours, Pepe, owns 11 restaurants in town and reserved a room for us in one of his places. The family took several buses to get to us. Most of Julia’s siblings were able to come… all but one brother that was working. Of course one of the most touching moments…
Arrived in the Dark
We are here in Guatemala City–arrived late last evening in the dark–so we couldn’t see that much. It has been 21 years since we have been here. The airport is new, modern, and sleek. And the hotel we are staying in is beautiful. Here is Julia waiting on Daddy to check us in. I was…
To Guatemala!
My daughter didn’t sleep all night. She spent most of it packing. About four in the morning, she actually crawled in bed with us–something she hasn’t done in a long time. We all talked and prayed about the trip; we shed some tears too… Julia with some orphans in Ethiopia two years ago. We leave…
Israeli Cooking Blog
Carol Cantrell, a friend of mine, has lived in Jerusalem for 20 years. She has a very authentic Israeli cooking blog.
Life on the High Seas
Just a week ago, we celebrated Wayne’s birthday with a taco party and a sweet ending of strawberry shortcake. When I brought the cake out, Wayne exclaimed, “What just one candle?” I just didn’t think 52 would fit on a piece of strawberry shortcake. The week has passed uneventfully. We are still jet lagged, waking…