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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 way via taxi directly through the heart of the shabby city to a bus station. With dizzying speed, we were on a bright yellow bus (with mercifully plush seats, as long as you dodged the ... read more


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 splurged at split a guide with two women from Helsinki. The man{s knowledge of the place was in depth, though it didn{t really come across in the way he guided us. On the other hand, ... read more
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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 and change buses to get from place to place. We think it has to do with the strength of the Ladino culture in this part of the country that has caused the change but it ... read more




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