Today was a long and exhausting day. We all met up at the airport at midnight, sleepy but excited about our trip. I was worried about how Diego would fare on the airplane, but he knocked out before we hit the runway, and he didn´t wake up until we landed. Perfect! We landed in Guatemala City at 6:30am. Lydia, Max and Ivy made their way to Lydia´s cousin´s house and my mom, Fabi, Diego and myself made our way to my aunt´s house to have breakfast. And what a breakfast it was! Chiles rellenos inside pan francés (small little french breads) [View Full Entry]

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Tim Version: * Entered Guatemala through Anguiatu, beautiful easy crossing, and bussed to Chiquimula. * Checked out the Copan ruins with its incredible inscriptions, and Esquipulas. The version that already misses El Salvador: I entered Guatemala from El Salvador (A country that I miss already!) from the Anguiatu border crossing, near where Honduras, El Salvador and Guatemala meet, and it was a beautiful easy crossing. Very early, 7am so no-one around to hassle and the border officials all quite happy and unjaded. Its a pretty border crossing over a short bridge, and it has mountain [View Full Entry]

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Even though it's not long since I last scribbled here, I'm at a bit of a loose end this evening, so figured I'd bring you up to date with my goings on. It could be worse, I could be getting bored and breaking the Corby trouser press in the hotel room (one for the Alan Partridge fans amongst you there). After the photo disaster of my last entry, I won't be trying that again, my photos are on Facebook if you're interested. So, I'm currently in Chiquilma near the Guatemala/ El Salvador border. Tomorrow I take on my first ever border [View Full Entry]

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Chiquimula, 27 marzo 1990. Reentering Guatamala was pas de problem. I didn't even have to pay the entry fee, did have to pay 8 Lempira exit tax in order to leave Honduras though. I'm entering the Guatamala highlands again full with small pictoresque indio villages. I still have nearly two weeks before meeting up with my travel partner James in Panajachel and plan to spent these weeks doing a lot of hiking exploring the sierras and those indio villages, making sketches in my sketch book, trying to get to know those people, the way they live, get to understand their cultures...sleep [View Full Entry]

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I stand in the in the open air of the pick up bed, my knees slightly bent, arms clutching the top of the cabin as we fly down another hairpin turn of the narrow dirt road that scales these coffee mountains and the only thought running through my mind, when I should be fearing for my life and limbs, is pure joy. I think faster Don Felipe! Faster! In this moment, I realize that no matter how adult I feel on my solo sojourn around the world, part of me will always be that 13-year old girl who loves to drive [View Full Entry]

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Our trip began flawlessly- no wait at the airport, free wine from a wine rep at the bar we stopped in to kill time (good natured guy named Larry who determined that I should be Curly, since we also had a Mo, and then proceeded to do a 3 stooges stunt, accidentally landing me with a sound smack in th nose in the process.) and great seats on the flight. After a smooth (if relatively sleepless) 4 hour flight, the sprawling lights of Guatemala City appeared. There was a standard 45 minute wait for our bags, and then we found our [View Full Entry]

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Dear Friends, First off, the apostrophe on these spanish keyboards is replaced by this symbol { . So, I know my words will look a little funny, but I{m far too lazy to correct the way my fingers work. Anyway! We returned from Honduras today. There are some ruins there that display some of the best carvings in the Mayan worlds. Everybody at the border crossing knows that people leave Guatemala for just a little while and come back, so the formalities are pretty straightforward. The ruins were fabulous. The site was filled with snadstone reliefs and heiroglyphics. We even [View Full Entry]

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So once we left Livingston, that goofy garfuna town, we took a boat to Puerto Barrios. From Puerto Barrios we took a loooong bus ride, made longer by a blown tire and a gagillion stops to Chiquimula. In Chiquimula, where there is no indigenous culture we have found the most aggresively nice people in all of guatemala. People have budded in to our converstaions just to tell us where we were and where we needed to go, called our hotel to have them unlock the door just because we were standing outside looking confused and genuinly helped us get onto buses [View Full Entry]

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