Today, I went on an adventure with Sombra, a black dog from around here.
She led me down the mountain to the river, up the other mountain and finally back to the river again. We played in the water. I sang while Sombra was digging up roots.
We were speaking the same language.
A very intelligent dog. Always aware of where I was and coming back to get me when we were far apart. The best guide in town! A true leader.
Her fee was one dried fish and four eggs. Fair deal.
We are now best of friends.
On the next morning, the time had come to leave this paradise.
Head on down the road to another town
To other adventures and new friends.
It’s funny how life arranges things.
How each goodbyes are unique.
Right out of the tortilla shop, the bus arrives and one kiss on the cheek later we part.
Just like that.
A chapter comes to a close and the other begins.
Makes my heart tender and grateful.
One last hug to my friend Lula
One last tamales for my friends Sombra and Wapo
One last look at San Mateo on the way out.
Los Vemos!
I’ve been welcomed as a friend.
I’ve been cradled in this town’s silence for a week.
Ate lots of tortillas made by an 80 years old grandma from down the street
Played with dogs. Made fires and jammed fiercely on the banjo.
I am grateful and savor each moment.
I love Life and I suspect, by the way things arrange themselves, Life loves me too.
So long, friends!
