This past spring, I was fortunate enough to travel to Central America, and get to know the countries of Guatemala and Honduras, and experience the Latin and Garifuna cultures. My travels were unforgettable for many reasons, and I will always remember the times I had and incredible people I met.
I traveled the roads of Guatemala in their characteristic chicken busses, which often made me fear for my life and appreciate the luxurious safety of first world public transportation. It was on these busses that I first came to meet the people of a culture I grew to admire and love, the Mayans.
The Mayan people are an incredibly proud and resilient people with unmistakable generosity, warm spirit and genuine sincerity. My respect for these people only grew once I began to view them in context of recent history. Once I learnt of the recent genocide in Guatemala against those people, and the centuries of racial oppression, I began to understand just why they were so proud to wear their traditional garments and why the protection of their art and the survival of their culture is so important to them.
After traveling parts of Guatemala I began purchasing from Mayan artisans in the markets of Panajachel and Chichicastenango. I developed friendships with several of the artisans I bought from, and met their families and saw the places where they worked. I grew in awe of the art of Mayan culture in all its forms. Although I was not able to bring back everything that interested me, I think I found a few items that will go well at the Bazaar. I plan on returning to Guatemala this year and cannot wait to see some of my friends again, and see what new things the country has in store.