Back, again

I was so glad to be back this afternoon. Spending a week at the finca with Ninos de la Luz was awesome, but I was ready to leave. I got a small glimpse of how hard parenting can be, and I'm no where near ready nor willing for that yet. Or rather, I should say, how hard consistent discipline can be with a kid that really doesn't want to listen nor obey, and I'm no where near ready nor willing for that yet.

So, coming back from the tranquil country to the boisterous market found me with a smile on my face. Have I really become a city boy? Or maybe it's just that there are people out on the street, always something going on. Perhaps it was that it wasn't just kids and families; it was a full mix of people from every part of life. Most likely, I'm just tired of leaving/traveling. Coming back to the same place a number times is becoming rather seductive. Or perhaps it is just that I'm in the right location (more on that later).

None the less, it is good to be back. Let's see how they do New Year's here.