The Arrival

In light of several circumstances, it was a good time to go to Guatemala and see my friends. So here I am.  My arrival was a surprise. I rapped on the familiar steel  door with a quetzal four times then Paola opened the door and exclaimed “Marcos!” and she went running to announce the news. Pablo came running and shouting and gave me a big, genuine hug. Next was 4 year old Mimi with her arms in the air saying “hola,hola,hola”. Evelyn was all smiles, and Dona Gloria positively beamed. They gave me a chair and we all spoke at once. The first thing they wanted to know was how long I could stay and they scoffed at the news that I had a room at Los Olivios. “You must come here and stay in the downstairs room”. I promised that is sure thing. It feels really good to be here

2 Responses to “The Arrival”

  1. Hi Dad, Your Spanish is impressive in the video clips!

  2. hi grandad. it’s me, Michael. you speak realy good spanish. i love you. how far away are you. did you see any chiwawas? email me. love Michael

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