Job and myself were walking down a street in Nicaragua, with the beach as our destination.
“Can you take a photo of us?” The kids asked shyly (in Spanish).
“Uno…dos…tres!” I snapped a quick shot.
I showed the children the photo on the screen, they smiled slowly, then as they saw the dog had photobombed their picture , squealed with laugher and ran to hit him playfully on the head.
Astral Sand 