With one last cup of glorious coffee in hand, we loaded/ piled/ strapped up the van to make the drive to Guatemala City for our flight home.
I wish that the van had been a good ol’ fashioned station wagon so we could’ve sat backwards to look out the back window during the ride. Beautiful, untouched mountains, fathers and children carrying home firewood, crops growing on vertical hills (how they manage to do that I’ll never understand), the list goes on. I have to say, Guatemalans are some of the strongest people I’ve ever seen, mentally and physically. Driving through the country one more time brought on a mix of emotions– excited for hot showers and clean water, but a few tears welled up thinking about leaving the country and the people (shhh, don’t tell anyone).
Well, now that the sappy stuff is out of the way–
We got to the airport in Guatemala City, checked our bags and ate our lunch before waiting a few hours for our flight to Miami. We managed to fill our time buying last minute airport souvenirs (sorry Mom and Dad), drinking more coffee because why not and taking advantage of the wifi to make a few Instagram posts.
Once we got through customs in Miami, boarded our flight home to Raleigh along with two other groups from the iMedia program. After getting all of our luggage, we loaded up the bus to head back to Elon.