The Z Beans Stories
We continue climbing, avoiding mud puddles, limbs, and the beaming sun. We pass house after house, and I can't help but to think of the difficulties these people must encounter every time they want to go to the store. There is no way someone could drive on this battered road.
How do these people manage to survive? - Is home where you make it?
Later that day, I looked back on the experience. The more I thought about it, I realized that Cueva wasn't the only person at fault in this situation. Arturo and I should have never put him in the difficult position he was in with transporting coffee across county lines without a permit.
As I told Joan - "There is a right and wrong way to do business." I must practice what I preach.
For the first time in my life, two wrongs made a rite.