It Started Out Like Any Other Sunday
It started out like any other Sunday… in the village of Las Pitas. Since it has not rained in a few months, the trip up through the mountains was hot and very dusty. As we travel along the mountain road you can feel the dust collecting on your teeth. Once we finally arrive in Las Pitas I hop out of the truck and shut the door, a small cloud of dust sprays from the door jams as it closes....