Archimandrite Andres had spontaneously burst into song as we sped along the twisting highway through the scenic mountains on our way to the site of the future Sts. Peter and Paul Seminary near the small city of Huehuetenango. I was surprised, and a bit astonished that Fr. Andres does the driving himself on these long and treacherous road trips. Between important phone calls he entertained us with endless stories from his eventful life.
Even though this is the main highway running through the whole country, it is only two lanes: that's one lane for each direction. We stopped at a produce stand which was perched precariously on the shoulder of the highway, barely fitting between the traffic -- speeding trucks, buses, SUV's, cars, and even some kind of small three-wheeled vehicles --, and a steep sloping hill which it seemed to me the whole produce stand was in constant danger of falling down. I could picture all of the various colorful fruits and vegetables rolling wildly down the long slope and into a small river.
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