I can't tell you how good it felt to go back to Antigua after nearly three years and be welcomed back with smiling faces and massive hugs. We hadn't walked two blocks from our hotel before an old co-worker drove by on a moped, smiling and waving. We then turned a corner and bumped into an old friend, who kindly said "Welcome home." The sweetest words anyone could have said. My heart nearly burst. We caught up with old friends, ate at all the old spots, and walked the city over and over, taking in all of the familiar sights.
It was the perfect week. This city is still as beautiful as I remembered, there are still smiling familiar faces, it's good no know that we are still in the hearts of those who stayed, and we will always be welcomed back with open arms. I couldn't ask for more.
Here is a little visual tour of our week.