Nothing could have made me happier than to order fresh goat’s milk and to open the gate in the early morning light to see three little goats patiently waiting for me just outside.
This is a picture of all that I love about living in Guatemala. Simple people living simple lives.
A boy and three goats out for a walk, delivering the freshest, sweetest milk you can get.
Without anyone’s permission.
I only wish there was less modern influence in Guatemala but then I wouldn’t be here writing about our experiences on my laptop that’s connected to the internet and electricity when they happen to be working. So we’ll take the good with the bad, as we always do in life, and make as many happy memories as possible.