Today has been one of the most chill day of the whole trip. We woke up to sing “las mananitas” to Jonathan, one of the coordinators. We then went to breakfast which was great, with birds and flowers and mother nature. The canaries reminded me of when I had my own canaries, which was a very special moment for me. I could still whistle and talk to the canary which was good. Then we went to the shops to buy souvenirs and explored the city however we wanted to. My group was Amy, Cassie and me exploring all of the artsy stores that we can find plus sneaking in and out of “mercaditos” which were not so little. We also took photos and enjoying one of our last hot days of this month.
When we return we had one of our last reflection which was more of a time to showed what we appreciated about each other. I personally like this activity of reflecting what we learn about ourselves in this trip. For me, it was that I connected to strangers very fast that I did not wanted to admitted to myself until now. When we were thanking and saying what we learn from each other, the occurring theme for me was being hilarious (I did not said it, it was my team), how I connected to the people, how kind I was, and how honest and a team player I was. After this very touchy reflection, we talk about the initial words that we define in our first day in Guatemala City. Which is crazy how fast time went. We then apply those words with how we saw it in our trip.
After this we went to Fridas restaurant which had one of the best Mexicans dishes. I though the self reflections were over, but most of the dinner with discussed about race. Who constructed this privilege word and for what reason? Why separated us from other people? Feel free to comment down below about this topic. The conversation was “muy picante”, I did not contributed to the conversation a lot, but I did listen to their points that were crashing in a good way. Some points made some cry, harsh words, but honest thoughts. I always find it hard to jump in conversation without some sort of raising my hand or waiting for a pause, because it a continues talk without pauses. By the time I also wanted to said something, the point has been said that why I don’t really feel bad of not contributing. At the end, the waiters brought the surprised cake with “las mananitas” song track on the background and some extra sound makers to make it rowdy. The cake was not so much a surprise, because he choose it but the music was.