While the Midwestern weather remains stubbornly grey, I'm dreaming about the Pantone palette of Guatemala, where every surface seemed saturated with bubblegum pink, tomato red, cantaloupe, or cornflower. Even the cemeteries are landscaped in rainbow colors, offsetting the sorrow of losing a loved one with a vivid celebration of the afterlife. Who would want a pallid mausoleum when you can have one splashed with your favorite hue?
Fortunately, my summer plans are shaping up to include some travel to Latin America and its Technicolor landscapes: Cuba, Mexico, and a possible return to Guatemala. In the meantime, I'll be shutting out the overcast skies and turning up the
Buena Vista Social Club.
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