So there was an exchange going on. One of their young men was off in the states looking for work while I was down in Oaxaca trying to squeeze beauty, charm, strength and pain into one frame.

I wondered how his trip was going and how my fellow Americans were treating him in his search for work. I somehow doubted that it would be with the same hospitality that opened its arms to me.

I also hoped that he too would get lost along his way......

.......and accidentally discover a beautiful path.