We strolled down the “boardwalk” in front of the hotel we’re staying in last night. Cultural appreciation at it’s peak!

Handmade lace, wood and bone carved jewelry, dresses, toys, hammocks, all made by hand. Lots and lots of people (peak tourist season). Everyone is eyeing the souvenirs they’ve planning on taking back before we leave next weekend.

What most weren’t expecting to find were little hungry boy, Cecilia and old hungry woman.

After we ate, we took our leftovers with us to give away as we walked through the openair market. It didn’t take long for little hungry boy to spot us and he saw that we were carrying food (it was in aluminum foil containers inside a bag, but he still knew).

“Would you please give me a little of your food, I’m so hungry,” he asked. About 10 years old, he said he’d not eaten since the day before and all he wanted was a few morsels. The group was astounded.

Next was Cecilia. Seventy-four years old, looking like she was 110. Begging for change to feed her and 5 grandchildren. When asked what she was doing taking care of 5 grandchildren, she said her daughter had abandoned them and she had no choice. Two of them were under 8. Her husband had died many years ago, she been beated with a metal rod by a drunk and had her collar bone broken that had never healed (she showed us) and cause constant pain, she had no family, no retirement (and 5 grandkids to raise).

Finally, old hungry lady was found sitting on the sidewalk. Toothless, obviously without much hope, she simply asked for food. She probably had the best meal she’d ever had (chicken, fish, shrimp, rice, french fries and spaghetti!).

Our group is having it’s collective eyes opened… and that is good.