Guatemala : Friends & Family Trader

 [Image of pillows on Alex's Couch]

Goods From Guatemala

Just for Friends :-)

I WRITE IN SAN MARCOS LA LAGUNA

While I write, I support economies in Lake Atitlan by purchasing goods locally.
If it fits in my suitcase, I am glad to buy more and bring it back home to family and friends!


THIS PAGE IS UNDER CONSTRUCTION!
Photos of items will be added.

Hammocks

Pillow Covers

Blankets

Robes

Handwoven Goods

Organic Coffee (from Myrna's back yard!)

Harem Pants

Bags

Notebooks

Placemat and Napkin Sets


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