TATUMBLA // Honduras 2014

This trip was bittersweet. It would have been perfect if Stephen could have come but alas the man had to work like always. I am so sad he has missed a couple trips because of work but I am so proud of him and we know it will be worth it in the long run. It really is sad to me though that Isabella's first trip to Honduras was without her dad. We were there for three weeks. After looking at all the pictures I realized Isabella wore her straw hat everywhere. We really got our money's worth out of that one haha. 

Going home to me always feels like I never left. Marcela took some amazing shots this trip that really capture the feel of the little pueblo we live in. I also love that last picture she took of the attic in our house. It is such a cool place to hang out and just stare out the window and think about nothing and everything.  Tatumbla is such a special little corner in the world. Life there seems so calm, simple and happy. Everyone knows each other, people still ride horses and walk everywhere. The dirt roads are always packed with little children in their uniforms going or coming from school. I just love that place. They call each other comadre and compadre which is such an old hispanic tradition that is lost in so many places and I love it. I can close my eyes and easily picture my grandma sitting in her porch as she knits and listens to some slow old lady music and talks to the people walking on the road.