I walked into my apartment after a long drive home from beautiful Scranton, Pennsylvania to find what looked like a Bolivian male in my front room.
A couple things tipped me off to the man's ethnicity -- a distinctive woolen hat with tassels on the top and sides and an Andean alpaca poncho. It was startling to find his kind so far from home.
The alleged Bolivian fed me some of his local cuisine -- Ramen noodles and strawberry banana yogurt with Honeycombs.
When Aaron read the beginning of this blog over my shoulder, he offered an explanation (he likes to explain things): It was perfect poncho weather in here when I got home. When questioned about the hat, he replied: It's part of the ensemble.
I love my husband.
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