Puerto Quetzal, Guatemala
Today found me in Puerto Quetzal, Guatemala. Some new musician friends of mine served me up with a belly full of laughter, while we took a quick cab ride into San Jose. We ate some Pupusas at a spot that Evelyn, our guide recommended, before heading to an oceanside of dark black sand from all the active volcanoes that reside in the country.
We’d spent the past several days traveling ever closer to the equator, down the coastline of Mexico. Specifically within the states of Jalisco, Oaxaca, and Chiapas. Mangos and Bananas. Beautiful dark indigenous native skin, like coffee beans, grown, either side of a kinetic freeway full or chaotic motorcycles and buses, towards Tapachula, in a congested passenger van full of tourists—like me.
My pale flesh slowly merges into the more tan portions of my skin, like erratic traffic, as I travel deeper into perpetual Summer—within lands than bring me to tears if I give myself enough time to reflect.
I’m so very wealthy with every new day that I get to learn more about a world spinning on its own axis, shared with 8.2 billion people just like me.
Each of these places are beautiful and full of kind folk who show so much beauty and care for those who come to visit in curiosity, by simply living and being themselves.
Aw—there I go mucking up my phone with tears. It just confuses the touch screen.
Back to being in the present moment. I know these photos aren’t much, but it’s a gift. Please accept it.
WHO IS MIKE VITALE?
I am a storyteller, songwriter, singer, music producer, traveling musician, Jungian dream analyst, all-around curious fellow (Spiritual, Mathematical Historical, Scientific), Taoist, and much much more, based out of Los Angeles, California. I’m constantly releasing new music, in all sorts of different genres. You can listen to me below, on Spotify: