We're back! With modern air travel, leaving a place like Guatemala and ending up in a place like Atlanta in such a small span of hours always seems so abrupt. We're having a little bit of a slow time processing it all. You really have to fight not to forget where you've been. I don't feel much like story-telling right now, though hopefully those stories will come. And I mostly used Stephen's camera, so I don't have a whole lot of pictures, but I will leave you with two of the sweetest faces you'll ever see. Zaida and Vani: there's really no other way to say it except that these two precious ones were our favorites. Zaida's mom is Lupita, the woman who honored us by sharing her story with us, and Vani's dad, Alfredo, was our faithful driver, bodyguard, and fútbol compadre. These kids are amazing.