We got back to our own home yesterday. We'd been to Guatemala with a side trip to Honduras to see Mayan sites, the landscape, and whatever else the country had to offer.
We had to buy drinking water. We had to be careful about the local water splashing in our eyes or elsewhere.
I've been to a few countries over the years where the water was not safe to ingest, but this time made me appreciate tap water all that much more.
I am grateful for the potable water from the tap. At home we filter it, but I will happily drink it fresh from tap in restaurants or hotels.
It's good to be able to turn on a faucet and trust what comes out.
Safe water is a simple pleasure.
It's good to be reminded of how good we have it here.
A trip to a land where we have to think before we drink is a good reminder.
The Soft Laughter of April
4 hours ago