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Just got back to Xela.... Never thought I'd say it, but it feels like home. I visited Lake Atitlan for the weekend and it was awesome. It's a huge lake surrounded by volcanos and tiny villages. We visited three of the villages and of course, the necessary, touristy part too. That part is called Panajachel and it's the main hub, from which boats leave to take you to the other towns around the lake. The streets of Pana, as people call it, are filled with stall after stall of Guatemaltecos selling similar and some beautiful things. We stayed one night in Pana, in a little place called "Mario's Rooms." Of course we had to visit the local bars, where we ran into the funniest Guatemalan woman with THE BEST laugh on the planet. She insisted on ... read more


Wow.. what else can I say?! Today some friends from school and I visited this tiny town called Zunil, home of the smoking, drinking deity of miracles - also known as San Semon. You have to ask the locals where San Semon resides - currently it´s a tiny house filled with candles and flowers. San Semon resembles a cowboy in an electric chair, complete with vest and cowboy hat, sunglasses, a hankerchief covering his mouth, red gloves and an american flag over his shoulders. It´s completely laughable, but apparently we shouldn´t have.... From what I can gather, San Semon is a serious thing to the Mayans who live in the region. They created him years ago, but now they truly believe that he performs miracles. We were lucky enough to witness a Mayan woman conducting what ... read more


Hoi allemaal, ik vond het weer tijd voor mijn update! Dit keer zal ik niet weer zo'n triest verhaal schrijven. Het gaat goed met me, ondanks dat er hier rare dingen blijven gebeuren, heb ik mijn weg hier aardig gevonden. Ik woon inmiddels in een soort hostel. Ik heb een kleine kamer waar een bed in staat en een klein kastje waar ik mijn kleren een beetje op kwijt kan. Ik heb geen ramen, maar ach alles went. In het hostel hebben we een gezamenlijke keuken en een gezamenlijke tuin waar wat tafels en stoelen staan, prima vertoefen hier! In het hostel wonen meer mensen die vrijwilligers werk doen voor een langere periode, dus dat is wel erg leuk! Wat het weeshuis betreft waar ik de vorige keer over heb geschreven. Ik heb een gesprek gehad ... read more
twee ondeugende knaapjes die ik probeer te leren hun handen te wassen
lerares Letty en ik
De kids die leren tandenpoetsen


Hola amigos!! Hope this finds everyone doing well. I haven´t written in a bit, mostly cause I´ve been so busy!! Who would have thought - in Guatemala? After a week and a half here, it´s starting to feel like home. It´s so strange! I run into people I know on the streets... it really is a small world. So much has happened and I don´t want to bore you with a play-by-play, so here are the highlights.... I´m hoping to add photos soon. Love and hugs to all!! - I´m remembering and learning a lot of Spanish in classes and otherwise... Hardly anyone here speaks English, except some students, so it´s great for practicing. The school offers activities and I participated in three of them last week. The first was a social project the school does ... read more


Ah Monday, day of rest for the dynamic duo. And a rest well deserved. The weekend was spent trekking up the highest volcano in Central America, Volcan Tajumulco, whose summit is 4220 metres above sea level. We took the trip with a tour group called Quetzaltrekkers, a little outfit run by volunteers right out of the Casa Argentina where we've shacked up. Most of the money they make goes to funding an organization that helps street kids in Guatemala. And wouldn't you know it, one of our guides was Quebecois! Food and camping equipment was split up amongst the 28 people who intended to take on this mountain and warnings were given about altitude sickness and chilly temperatures we would encounter on Friday evening. We were sent off and told to meet back at the tour's ... read more


Last night, in the middle of the night, I woke up in the tent , headache gone, and needing to pee. Disengaging from my sleeping bag, I emerged into fresh cool moonlight and walked through sparse trees to the edge of the plateau where we had camped. Standing there, the lights of the village spread out in the valley below me, stars shining clear and bright above me, the misery of the previous day drained out of me. Despite the relatively extreme cold (3-4 degrees celsius, perhaps) it was only reluctantly that I returned to our tent. Some hours later, at around 4:00 a.m., the sounds of our camp starting to stir woke us. We emerged from the tent into a more complete darkness, the moon having set. After a brief pause to collect ourselves, the ... read more
Sunrise


Volcan Tajamulco. Central America's highest point. 4219 metres. When we went to sign up for the trek, they asked if we had been in Xela for at least two days. The answer, at the time, was no, and our guides exchanged a look. I knew they were asking about altitude sickness, so I reassured them I didn´t think it would be a problem. After all, we had been in Xela at 2000m or so for a day and a half, and the trek wouldn't leave for another day and a half, so I figured we were good. How tough could it be, if they were willing to take anybody who asked up the mountain? Over the next 36 hours, I thought about it some more. It occurred to me that in 1990, when I trekked in ... read more


Arrived in Quetzaltenango, mysteriously but universally referred to as Xela, the day before yesterday. Took a long walk around town between about 11:00 and 16:00 yesterday, taking in the zoo (sleazy looking monkeys, bedraggled eagles, and a frightening children´s playground full of sharp bits, hand crushing chains, and of course poor wiring exposed to the elements and curious fingers). Having spent the week on the beach, I figured I had a pretty good tan, and besides it was cool so I left off with the sun protection. Forgetting that we were at 2000 meters. So by the end of the day I had a very charming farmer´s sun burn, and a promising looking rash developing on the back of my calves. Also made a very good attempt at losing the cheap clip-on replacement sunglasses that I ... read more


In my mind, our trip only truly began after leaving Puerto Escondido. As we pulled away from the idyllic beach town and settled into what promised to be a tiresome 20 hours on the bus, I was shocked to find myself grinning from ear to ear. "It´s good to be on the road again," Chris said next to me as we gazed out the front window at the single-lane highway ahead and watched the countryside drift by. I couldn´t agree with him more. Not to say that the week in Puerto was anything less than absolutely wonderful. Taking a week to unwind in true beach vacation fasion was the perfect way to start this 11 week trek, but I was getting restless. Eager to change scenery and set off on the adventure I had been so ... read more


Hoi allemaal! Ik ben vorige week begonnen met werken! Er is me vanochtend iets overkomen waar ik helemaal vol van zit, wat ik echt even van me af moet schrijven. Ik kom hier later op terug, ik zal beginnen bij het begin! Vorige week ben ik begonnen met mijn project bij Ceipa. Ik heb eerst een middag in de klas geobserveerd, om te kijken hoe er wordt les gegeven en hoe de kinderen zijn! Wat mij opviel was dat de meeste kinderen ongewassen op school kwamen, smerige tanden, vieze handen en ongedierte in hun haar is niet onmogelijk. Aangezien ik inmiddels meerdere projecten heb bezocht, heb ik ook gezien dat veel werken met een hygiene project! Ik heb dit vervolgens met een van de leerkrachten besproken. Het idee is om de kinderen te leren waarom het ... read more
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