tacos and hot chocolate
The last day of our homestay in Guadalupe was perfect. We hung out with the kids all day, who we had grown very close with over the month, and rode down in the back of the truck in the rain to get ingredients for tacos. We all sat around the table and ate tacos and drank hot chocolate, an odd combination but something that I will always remember, and talked about the past month. Like about when Joel got lost when we went to El Parque Internacional La Amistad, or when we found a kitten stranded by the river and gave him milk and named him Empanadito after the label on the box we put him in, when we sold empanadas up and down the streets, when we picked lemons outside of their house, and all the times that Paddington their dog attacked us because he got excited from us just looking at him. I am never going to forget the house in Guadalupe and the family that we got to live with. I am so appreciative of their generosity. My host mom Alina had the biggest heart and put love into every acti...
