Person to person in Guatemala

In the last few years I had grown tired of hearing about luxury vacations. Also, when I suddenly became a widow, I looked for a vacation experience that I could do by myself. Volunteering in Guatemala satisfied my need for interacting with real people and everyday life.

I observed that the very young children in the day care center, whose parents made a meager existence by picking through the city's trash, were bright and curious and loved to learn new things--like young children everywhere. Though supplies were limited, I thought of simple activities that involved movement, singing, playing with balls, and simple art.

My basic knowledge of Spanish came alive for the first time in my life, and I was so grateful to use it and to be understood! (One would not have to speak the language in a fancy hotel.) I was able to converse in a very person-to-person way with the cook, caretaker, and driver at home base.

During my stay I encountered no difficulties with regard to health, safety, or interaction. I accepted whatever accommodations or food were offered with thanks. Also, I endeavored to interact with everyone as an equal, not as if I was in Guatemala and knew more than they did.