Meet the Fam.

I really had no idea what to expect when I booked my Spanish school and host family. I had read stories about host families being hit and miss. After almost 6 weeks in Xela, a home that I have been told is my own whenever I want to return, and a bunch of new additions to those I consider true family, I can safely say that I hit a home run.

Before I left on my hike, we threw an impromptu family party.

There were closeups...


... family photo ops...


... photo creepers...


... wrestling ...


... lots of smiles...


... lots of laughs...


... unknowing gang signs...


... hallway horse races...


... MJ-esque butt-grabbing dances...


... and lots of funny faces.


Needless to say, although I leave Xela tomorrow morning, I will definitely leave behind a little piece of my heart...