Every day I awake and step into a dream. Today was no different. A friend of mine had asked me to join him for lunch with a family he is very close to out in the aldeas. Little did I know I would be whisked away into an entirely different world where everything moved slower, and things were far simpler. The afternoon was blissful, the boys and I set out into the woods around the house where we searched for mushrooms, chewed sugar cane, watched the birds, plucked fresh oranges from their trees to eat and breathed in the simple joy of being tucked away from the world. I felt like one of Peter Pan’s lost boys, wandering here and there without a single worry or stress. When we grew weary of meandering, we returned to the house where their abuela had made a delicious soup.