Here I am posting again, and yet I'm in another part of the world, Barranquilla. Not only it is in another part of the world, sometimes it feels like it should be it's own separate world from civilization. Since I left, 5 years ago, things seem to be in a stand-still. Don't get me wrong, things have changed. The people who were once my school friends, are now doctors, lawyers and architects. People that had no children, now have one or two...and so on. But everyone's minds and manners haven't changed. I come back after living in one of the most liberal cities in the world, and the tradicionism is shocking me a bit. Boy, if they thought I was weird before, I wonder what they think of me now!
On the other hand, there is a great underlining of this all...I feel loved. I have never hugged family and friends so tight as I do now. I understand now that even though they might think I'm strange and different, they seem to love me this way. I wish I would have known that when I lived here.
Yesterday's ceremony
Orlando and Lilibeth
Yesterday's ceremony
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