There is no doubt that the country roads are much more beautiful and there are far more interesting things to see. The lush greenery, the clear blue skies, the fresh air and the laid back lifestyle. The city, on the other hand, is getting more and more crowded, traffic is getting worse, and people are glued to their phones most of the time.
As chance would have it, I was led to the back roads in the town of Palo. I followed a small group of devotees who went knocking on every door in the neighborhood. A man carried a crucifix while a pair of older women offered a prayer at every doorstep after soliciting donations for the church. The residents would put money in the donation box and kiss the crucifix.
The wooden donation box and its carrier.
If I had not seen the man carrying the crucifix and had I not followed them, I would never have come to this suspension bridge….
…. and I would not have met this fine young man who stopped in his tracks and waited for me to take his photo.
Further down the village road, a group of kids were picking kaimito fruits.
Free fruits for everyone who cared to have some.
The children can’t get enough. They’re free, and somebody is picking for them. Such is country life.
Meanwhile, on the way back, some kids flying kites on an empty lot.
Something tells me that summer has officially started.