Blogs from Chichicastenango, Western Highlands, Guatemala, Central America Caribbean - page 4

Chichicastenango, nighttime. Chichi's main square - the zocalo - is quiet now with all the traders and their families gone. We're sitting on the stone steps of La Iglesia de Santo Tomas drinking bottles of Victoria beer, a joint passes from hand to hand, the admosphere is mellow and we all agree it was a good idea to hang around here in Chichicastenango for a few more days. In fact we're seriously debating whether we should go on a two day hike to the "zona librada", some sort of libreated zone west of Chichi and in the hands of rebel indios. We don't expect much of a problem believing that since we're just a bunch of stupid gringos that have hardly any money these so-called rebels will leave us alone. The old toothless monster we hire ... read more

Chichicastenango, afternoon. It's afternoon and the market is in full swing. We've moved to a comedor drinking Victoria beer, in fact the whole table in this dank and dark hole is covered with empty bottles, full ashtrays and plates with chicken bones, leftovers from our lunch. We're surrounded by indios and latinos laddling down cheap soup for supper, having a quick beer and a smoke before diving back into the mêlee of Chichicastenango's sunday market. looking through the comedor's dirty window I can see shiny tourbuses parked just beyong the market unloading dozens of americano tourists dressed in shorts with pinkish legs and fat McDonald bred asses, their camaras gaggling away in all directions. Both James and Peter are wasted on the luke warm Victoria beer so I ask Nora if she wants to come along ... read more

Chichicastenango, nighttime. We found ourselves accommodation with an old indio lady who we met at the bus depot. With her old and worn-out face, skin like parchment yellowish and sickly looking fallen over a bony face with deep set eyes that betray a life time of hard work, her skinny frame dressed in a black long and dusty dress she reminded me of something that should have been burried and forgotten a long time ago. She told me in halting spanish that she has got a big house just out of the city centre and that she really needed the few meagre quetzales she asked us for rent since her husband died a few weeks back. Her house turned out to be a wooden hut with more spiderswebs then furniture, in fact there are not even ... read more

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Iximché is a Pre-Columbian Mesoamerican archaeological site in the western highlands of Guatemala. The site's name, Iximché, dervives from the mayan words ixim (maize/corn) and ché (tree), resulting in "Place of the Maize tree." Iximché was the main city of the Kaqchikel Maya people, founded in the Razumiat mountains by Kikab the great in A.D. 1470 and after the abandonement of Chaviar, (Chichicastenango). The city was governed by four lords, Tzotzil, Xahil, Tucuché and Acajal, who were in charge of all administrative and religious affairs, including war. Very powerful energy on this maya site, it is still in its original unrestored form... read more