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We're reunited! Hurray! Jamila arrived in Guatemala City just as I returned from Quiche. Right away the black smoke and noise of the city made us miss the peaceful countryside of Belize and Quiche. We rushed back out of the city on a bus to Los Proyectos where I have been staying with a family from Quiche. Maria Elouisa, the eleven-year old daughter, opened the door of her house, smiled and hugged me. It felt like coming home! Off we went to the mercado, or market, to buy ingredients for our Sunday lunch: avocados, papayas, oranges, pineapples, yerbas (greens), onions, garlic and carne (meat) for grilling. Yum! While Maria Elouisa and her thirteen-year old brother, Miguel, started the grill, Jamila and I sat down with their mother, Maria, to prepare lunch and talk.
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