Quetzaltenango, 06-02-1990. We changed our hotel today and went down in price from 21 quetzales to 8 quetzales. Not that I noticed much difference in the way of quality, maybe it is all in the name. The 21 quetzales place was called El Emperador.....James came up with this really good day trip; a walk into the hills just outside town, to some thermal bahts. I've never been to thermal bahts before but managed 30 min where James managed 10 min. I would have thought he would have managed longer considering his body fat...His suggestion for the night was probably even better....a trip to the local bordello. Now, that place was full with putas as well as male machos some of which carried side arms, usually stuck away under the belts of their pants. They seemed quite ... read more

Los Lagos De Monte bello. 03-02-1990. We discovered some great caves today, enormous in size and with great stalagtites and stalagmites. Exploring the cave/gruta we didn't even realise we went around in a cirle untill got back to our point of entry. some other caves we found were maybe less impressive but still well worth our time!!! Also we found more places for snorkling and more hiking trails. Still, tomoorow we will be on the move again and leave Mama-Coco and her great hospitality behind. We are still debating wether or not her cooking was all that good or not. Not that we had much choise in the matter since we are here in the middle of nowhere with no other restaurants around for many miles. Tomorrow will be Guatemala time, a new country and destination ... read more

Por la noche del mismo dia. Close to home, that is Mama-Coco and her "good food" awaiting us. But first things first, right now we are sitting on top of this pyramith, unexcavated and covered in lush jungle trees and bushes, we can hear birds all over preparing for the fast approaching evening and with it, DARKNESS!!! Now, we both had a trying day getting from San Cristobal to hear and then all the hiking through these pine forests. Still, we know Mama-Coco is close, she and her danrned food she sdo bragged about this morning when we checked in. Sure as hell we could do with some food now!!! " Yeah man, that is the way so let's go, just need a quick pee-pee". "Not really sure if the spirit of this pyramith is ... read more

Los Lagos De Montebello, 01-02-1990. Together with our canadian lady-friend Anne, we visited another indigena village called Chamula. we had to pay 1000 Peso to be allowed into the local church, funny i always thought the housae of God is open to any-one who cares to enter! Still the money was well spent! Allthough the church's interior had the appearance of a normal catholic church i could see huge differences like no benches to sit on but a concrete floor covered in lush green grass. Obviously freshly cut. I could see some loclas, mostly young women sitting around in what seemed private contemplation. Some crucifified Jesus images, nailed to a huge cross hanging over the middle of the curch was Jesus himself made of gipsen or whatever and black like a native papua from the former ... read more

San Critobal De Las Casas, 28-01-1990.A full five hours by a ramshackle bus got us to this small but very picturque town full with indigenas in their tradicional garb. These clothes must take quite a while to make and be costly, still most of these indigenas seem poor and come to this town from their villages that are scattered around San Critobal. Laden with handicrafts and vegetables they come here to sell their wares often spending whole days just sitting around and waiting for customers. Small little boys and girls running all over San Cristobal trying to sell gewing-gum for not more than a few mexican pesos. We have come to San Critobal to hike to these villages and see the way they live, maybe talk to them and visit their curches which are rumoured to ... read more