Day five was my favorite day of the trip. We all piled into a pickup truck and drove to the bottom of a mountain. The ride was bumpy– sometimes we would get stuck on rocks but our driver, Marvin, never failed to get us over them. When we reached the end of the road we crossed a creek in order to get to the base of the mountain. After the hike up we arrived at Loma Panda, a ceramic group run by four sisters and one daughter. The old ladies were full of charachter. We sat as they told us stories. Their family had been in that same location for over 300 years. It was hard to tell the age of the lady we were talking to– she could be anywhere from low 50’s to upper 60’s. She explained to us how her grandfather’s grandfather
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