Last Sunday, we went to my Grandma’s house in the country. I love going to the countryside in Paraguay because it’s so different from anywhere I’ve ever been before. This is one of the few places left on Earth that hasn’t yet been spoiled. There is electricity, but it’s very unreliable. In general, people do not have modern technology like TVs and washing machines. The way of life is so simple. People’s diets consist mostly of what they grow or have on their land. I think what I love most about it is that people here are able to be so self sufficient. They do not have to rely on a farmer across the world for their food or a car to get where they want to go. It’s never boring because there is always an animal that needs to be fed, fruit that needs to be harvested, or food to be cooked. I want to remember everything about this place and these nights: the smell of citronella burning, the taste of icy terrere, the sounds of laughter and insects, the view of the full moon, lighting the sky, and the feeling of being completely at home.
Photos from top: My grandma, me with my dad and cousins, a yummy fruit my grandma grows (I forget the name!), Martha and Alejandro (my babycousin), my grandma's house.
