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There is nearly a month of history to relate so I intend to paint with broad brush strokes. We left off in Palenque, Chiapas. I found a trailer park with palapas for sleeping in hammocks and set up there. There were fire ants and they infiltrated my backpack looking for my food, and every time i needed something from my pack my hands got eaten. it was agonizing. The trailer park was very hippy, lots of yoga and a permanent odor of marijuana. The next morning I went to the ruins, just a short walk up the road. At the gate a bunch of kids were hawking jungle tours, explaining the abundance of unexcavated ruins. I declined the tour but made mental notes of the map they were showing me. When I got in I walked ... read more

short blog severely limited by cafe time. After climbing volcan santa maria for the sunrise, a sublime and seriously sub zero endeavor that was extremely beautiful, picking up my camera and dropping off some banana bread at my beloved host fam, i left xela in a hurry, litterally running because it was late and i needed a bus. I made it to mazatenango on the twenty third at like 7 pm, and looked frantically for a hotel, finally found one after getting booted from a dumpy motel by a drunk owner. the next day i hopped a direct for tulate, crossed the river and saw the ocean for the first time in my journey throught the isthimus. I was there for christmas and christmas day, splashing in the waves and surviving on peanut butter and banana ... read more

Well, the adventure on Pacaya was more or less successful. I didn't make it to the summitt or see the lava, which was a bummer, and I lost my camera, yes, its horribly true but I think its sitting on the volcano or it was robbed the next day. However, I was able to hitch a ride back to antigua, where all my things were sitting in the hostel where I was living, witth a group from a travel agency that we caught walking down. I left antigua on a chicken bus headed for los encuentros and from there to Tecpan. I decided to take the northern route to lake atitlan and stop by Iximche rather than going south to the coast. After a rather smooth two bus trip I found myself walking up a narrow ... read more

Tomorrow it´ll be a week. I must say, it definitely feels like it. I landed in Guatemala City around one o´clock on monday and took a bus to Zona Uno, to look for a hotel. How rediculous I was, sitting on a public city buss with a huge Backpack on my lap that was nearly suffocating me, afraid to talk to anyone and totally overwhelmed, I´ll admit. I hit zona uno but I still didn´t know where the hotel was, so I just got off and started walking, for about an hour to be honest, making a few circles and looking for street signs on the buildings, but finally I found the Meza, got a room, and locked up my backpack. With my pack safely locked down I went out to explore the city. A short ... read more