Antigua, Guatemala.
After four and a half weeks, after a month of Spanish lessons, it was time to move on from Antigua...
After four and a half weeks, after a month of Spanish lessons, it was time to move on from Antigua...
¡Hola! Yo quise aprender un otro idioma por mucho tiempo. Yo estudie francés en escuela pero yo no aprende nada. Muchas personas yo conozco saben muchas idiomas. A veces yo estoy celosa. Yo aborrezco hablar en inglés solamente. Cuando yo decide viajar en centroamérica yo...
There's a lot to see and do in Antigua. But, to be honest, after studying for four hours each morning, I kind of wanted to do nothing many afternoons. One day, determined to see as much as humanely possible, my friend Charlotte took some of...
KIDS Restaurant is a restaurant on the outskirts of Antigua staffed almost entirely by children. The kids shop for food, cook, serve, and entertain. In Americaland we'd probably call it a sweatshop. But here, it's called a charity. Kidding aside, it's actually a wonderful project. Kids...
See how I felt walking up a volcano. Add cobblestone and aching ladyparts and that's how I felt after a bike tour. If I ever decide that taking a bicycle tour is a good idea again, slap me please. It will be less painful....
One afternoon we visited a macadamia nut farm. It was not that exciting. And the trees were imported from California....
Remember those bus-safety drills we used to have to do as children? The ones where they'd pile us all onto a bright yellow schoolbus one afternoon a year and we'd have to practice hopping off through the back door in case we ever rolled off...
"This reminds me of a music festival," my friend Charlotte said to me as we sat on a color-stained curb with four brochures outlining the day's Semana Santa procession routes open in front of us. "We need to figure out where each procession will be...
Throughout Lent, and throughout Semana Santa (Holy Week) in Antigua, the streets would be covered in elaborate alfombras carpets, made out of colored sawdust, fruits, vegetables, and a wide range of other materials. Some were quickly thrown together. Some took hours upon hours of work....
Horns were bellowing a death march. A loud drum kept the beat. Boom. Boom. Boom. It was an eerie orchestration that had been the soundtrack to Antigua, Guatemala, throughout lent, throughout Semana Santa. If you weren't hearing the deific tones from one of the frequent...