My favorite place to jog is a campground near my house where the smell of campfire fills my lungs and transports me to Guatemala where wood burning stoves dot the cities and the villages. The intoxicating smell of wood burning always feels like coming home. There’s something magical about Guatemala that seeps into your blood and steals a bit of your soul. On those early morning jogs I breathe in the smoke and imagine myself instead breathing in the crisp, Guatemalan mountain air. The landscape is lush and colorful, but it’s people are more so. They are simply majestic. Their traditional woven huipiles, their brown eyes that always seem older than they are, and the occasional smiles that they grant you for a picture in exchange for a propina… These faces are etched into my memory. I find them simply beautiful. I hope you do too.
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