After a long ride from San Pedro, through Antigua, I finally reach Copán Ruínas. One place that caught my eye was the cemetery. Different from the cemeteries of America, this town had a colorful and festive cemetery. It looked less a cemetery and more like a street on the day after Carnival.
I walked all around town to get a feel of this little town. The town was small and quint. Honduras was the first country that I went to that was a red flag country; deemed too dangerous. But the city of Copan Ruinas itself was quite safe and even beautiful.
Just as I was coming home from dinner, a large gathering of adults and kids gathered in front of the hostel. It was the Christmas parade of the Mayatan Bilingual school. As an avid parade photographer I couldn't help myself. The kids were in costume. It was cuteness overload for me.
I went straight into photographer mode. There were some challenges to the shoot. The parade occurred during sunset. So I had to change the camera settings as I went. I lost a bunch of photos since sometimes I had to adapt as the sun light disappeared. The kids were in constant motion. They needed to be called in order to get their attention. By the time I was done, it was night time and my settings had changed entirely. It was such a good learning experience.
Even though I am in a foreign country, seeing the children, their teachers, and parents at this parade reminds me who we are all the same after all. The innocent look on the kids and the pride on the faces of the parents transcends cultural differences. They were such a beautiful sight.