yesterday for dessert at lunch, the women who cook for us brought out delicious-looking chocolate covered frozen bananas. we sat in rapt attention as the bananas made their way down the table. my dad turned to me,
dad: "I might have to break my banana code"
me: "what's your banana code?"
dad: "I hate 'em"
THE CODE WAS BROKEN! AND IT WAS DELICIOUS.
in addition, only by the grace of God was I able to explain the Parable of the Prodigal Son to some kids today with my limited spanish from one week of spanish school (plus one year in 6th grade let's not forget that). Guatemala's great! we're getting ready for dinner at POLLO CAMPERO and expecting some rain later. thanks for reading!
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