Blogs from Flores, Petén Region, Guatemala, Central America Caribbean - page 9

Waking up before sunrise to animal noises, working all day cleaning up poop and dodging the monkeys peeing on you from above, eating tasteless horrible food, covered in bug bites, mopping up toilet and rain water from the bedroom floor daily, and at night checking each other´s hair for lice while the girls seperated by paper thin walls in the room nextdoor have dance parties listening to horrible music... Ah, the life of being an ARCAS volunteer. At 5:30 am every morning we get to awaken to the noisy squawks of rescued scarlet red macaws. Occasionally we hear the loud hooting, howling and grunting of the Howler monkeys that sound like lions. We wake up at 7.00 and begin feeding animals; we are usually assigned to one or two cages but this week many volunteers have ... read more

Health Alert... From the looks of it my frequent, painful battles with gastrointestinal complications are a thing of the past, if you don´t count my erosive esopheghitis. My system is as strong as a donkey. I´m back to the good ol´days of devouring any type of street food Hondu and Guate can throw at me. Once again I´m living an intrepid, gastronomic free for all. Over all, movements are solid, frequent and of a mocca color. However, for the second year in a row I´m battling some odd skin condition. In the Middle East last summer 3 mysterious concentric circles appeared on the side of my hand. They were painful and scary looking. I even visited a hospital in Eastern Turkey only to be told that i had Herpes. Even I knew it wasnt herpes. Currently ... read more

reflections of tikal... read more

we have visited tikal for the past two days. we really like it here and I will come back here again and recommend this area for a great family vacation. The kids would love to be in a real Jungle with real Monkeys and wonderfull birds and great big plants. You can climb on the temples as you see in our photos if we get this right!... read more

Na het oversteken van de grens merkten we meteen dat we in een totaal verschillend land terecht kwamen; de wegen onverhard en hobbelig, veel kleine hutjes en mensen in traditionele indianenkleren, veel koeien met een slobberige nek langs de weg, het type heilige koe van India. We kwamen aan op het eilandje Flores, middenin een meer. De buschauffeur zette ons af aan de hostel Los Amigos, gehouden door een Nederlander en een excentrieke Brit. Het zag er geweldig uit, patio met banenenbomen inclusief papegaai, schommel, hangmatten, vegetarisch restaurantje, .. Enkel de piepende deur van de dormitorio (gedeeld met 10 mensen) was een storende factor. De dapperen onder ons besloten om de vroegste bus naar de tempels van Tikal te nemen, die van 4u30. Ook ik ging mee ;) Na een slechte slaap en een busrit kwamen ... read more