I love the sounds of early morning wherever I am. I love the first views of the day, the songs of birds and the movements of life. In Guatemala there are some distinct greetings that the day is beginning. When I hear them in my sleep I know exactly where I am and even something about the day. But it varies from place to place.
In the rural area it is the rooster crowing. I have heard him several times since I arrived. Here at the Bambu it is the loud pulling of trucks as they scale the hill driving past the hotel. And everywhere birds sing: “buenos dias!” and everywhere in the very early morning there are firecrackers to celebrate the birthday of someone who is loved. That’s right…loud, obnoxious firecrackers ususally at 4 or 5 in the morning. I have finally come to appreciate even this. Buenos Dias – it is a new day!
Life in the Deep End 
Buenos Dias!!