I spent some time in the little village of Leona Vicario, about an hour inland from Puerto Morelos on the Yucatan Peninsula. Quaint place. I bought a tamale from an old woman. and I bought fresh orange juice from a sweet old man. I stopped in at the tortilla factory and bought a small stack of still hot tortillas, right off the press. I watched a lady cut up chicken for her customers. She had a lovely smile. And I spent some time talking to two guys who worked at the fruit and veggie stand. The older man let me touch his Rosary and the younger practiced his English with me. I just love connections. Doing a happy dance, laura www.povertyprojectinternational.com
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