The
final night was spent with our host families and at a campfire hosted by Omar
and Juan Carlos. There was dancing and traditional music. It was a great way to
end our time in Pijal. It was our last night with our host families, which was
so incredibly sad. Most of us, where dreading leaving our families the next day
and the inevitable tears that would be shed. Again, it was an impromptu
gathering that was off schedule, and that’s what made it so great. It was the
final gathering with the community we had spent so much time with; and it was
again cohesive and natural. This closing night really made me appreciate how
lucky I was to be able to spend more time in this community. The first time it
was so short, compact and in some ways impersonal due to the shorter chunk of
time. The people were just as welcoming the first time, but we never had the
opportunity to get comfortable. This time we were able to get settled in and
actually get to know the families and community we were living in. Even though
my ability to speak Spanish was no better, my connections built with my host
family were so strong. It in many ways, was like leaving a family. I know for a
fact if I ever ended up back there, I would be welcomed in without any
question.
Saturday, March 22, 2014
Volcanic Crater Lake
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