Happy Sunday!
I went on a walk this morning to the top of the hill that blocks our view of the airport. In the picture above, our house is in the second row of red houses on the left, third house in from the end. Got it? I was proud when I found the house, but weirded out that I could see my bathroom window. It's a whopping mile long walk, roundtrip, due to the winding route and you have to watch your step because people take their dogs off leash to do their business. There isn't much vegetation, but it's best to stick to a path to avoid the many varieties of cacti. I slipped on some loose rock and caught myself hard on my hand to discover the volcanic rock is pretty sharp to land on. I dusted off red dust from my shorts as I found my feet again. The view is beautiful with the rising sun. I had been trying to take a picture of this "shrine" when I slipped. Someone placed rocks so they could prop this stucco image of Mary overseeing the city of San Isidro. Finding myself on my