There's no place like home... if you know where that is.

We arrived home here, in Canilla, after two weeks at home in St.Louis.

Our trip was good. We had time to restock on American essentials and visit family and friends. It seems like these trips never hold enough time for the latter. 

The trip started with car trouble, and ended the same way. Only in different countries. Ryan '04 Ford truck has some issues with a blown head gasket, and sits in the garage, as we decide what to do with it. In Marine, we were able to round up some items to be loaded onto the truck, in the next month or so, to make life here more comfortable and manageable for us.  We are planing on at least another year here in Guatemala, as we try to expand our reach into more long term goals.

Back here in Canilla, we were welcomed by warm weather, the usual smell of pine needles and smoke, and family.
Jacob has been going non stop on his bicycle since we returned, and has not lost a second on trying to go faster and farther. Joshua is enjoying crawling on the ground again, with new terror to be had on our home, and my kitchen (with no cabinet doors, he keeps us busy).

Thank you to everyone who helped make our trip back to St.Louis enjoyable, and all the hospitality that was shown towards us. As I think through the faces we have seen over the last few weeks, I am reminded of the many more that we did not get to see, that we will hope to see when we return home again, or when they come down to ours.