Tsununa

We left the house today at 7 and got a private lancha to Tsununá, which is an unknown place on the lake. Almost no tourists. Pretty desolate -- gang writing on vacant buildings. Women and girls working everywhere, boys walking around idle and hostile-looking. But say “Buenos dias” to anyone and they respond, usually in a very friendly manner.




We had a couple hours before Dita arrived. There wasn’t that much to see, but it was relaxing to sit and do nothing. Dita has built a kitchen for the school in San Marcos, and helps get vegetables for the kids, and coordinate the local women in preparing a nutritious lunch for them. Apparently the government gives them a sugary drink called Atol. Now she, with the help of the local women and kids, has added a kitchen to the school at Tsununá. They've also cleared a garbage dump right next to it and worked compost into the soil to make a garden.



The kitchen was painted by the children. Today was the first day it was used -- we had beans, tortillas and carne asada. The handmade tortillas were the best I've ever tried, and I eat a LOT of tortillas!



This used to be a garbage dump. Soon it will be a vegetable garden:


And here's the gang dining in the same spot: