Went to a fundraiser last night with a good friend that I've made here in Antigua. I was very excited because back in California I was very active in the non-profit community and miss that part of my life.
The event was a cocktail party and silent auction to raise money for the local library. As we approached the event address, I realized it was actually someone's private home. We entered and were immediately greeted by the hostess, Anna Maria, who was delightful. Upon learning I was new to Antigua, she proudly explained to me that it was a very traditional Antiguan home in that all of the rooms came off the huge center courtyard with doors that were rarely closed because of the wonderful weather the city enjoys year-round. She also explained that her mother-in-law gifted her the home upon her death, saying that she wanted Anna Maria to have a piece of land of her own that no one could ever make her leave. As she spoke, describing her mother in law as a strong feminist in a country where it was difficult to be that way during her time, she was standing closely next to me, stroking my arm in a very sweet and nurturing way and smiling.
Almost every older woman I met last night was the same way...leaning in for a kiss hello, making me feel welcome, holding my arm and hands. Even though they were just meeting me, the warmth of these gestures made me feel like they were good friends.
It's a funny thing because I remember being so uncomfortable with all the physical affection in this culture when we first arrived - feeling awkward and unsure of when to do the cheek kiss thing, when to shake hands, etc. Now I can't help wondering if a little more public affection might be just what's needed up north.
The kindness of the people in Guatemala continues to surprise and delight me. I see so much less competition, more cooperation in all things. The contrast is most obvious on the road - three lanes of traffic stopping to allow a line of people turning left to get through, people on the sidewalk when you are parking jumping in to give direction about how much space you have, slower vehicles routinely moving into the shoulder so that cars can pass.
People here seem to appreciate that we are all in this together and their first instinct is to help in any way they can. It's lovely.
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