Monday, October 25, 2010

blast from the not-so-past

There is nothing like an unexpected call from that place I called "home."
One of my La Ermita teachers, one of my best friends from Talanga called last weekend. I was so surprised I had NO clue who I was talking to. She seems slightly hurt that I had to ask who I was speaking to. I was so surprised and excited, I didn't know what to say. I happened to be at a dinner party when the call came. My friends here were slightly confused and entertained at hearing my excited Spanish. Although I haven't been planning to return for a few more years. The brief conversation stirred a desire to visit soon. I want to see everyone, say hello, see what is going on in my little town. I miss my hamaca and my tiny house on the dusty road. Of all the amazing places I have seen since I left Talanga just over a year ago, none of them will ever compare to that dusty town that was "home."