...can be found here:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/sephiac/sets/
USVI sailing
Friday, May 9, 2008
Thursday, May 8, 2008
The end!
Highlights:
Pompeii - The city is so well preserved, you can actually see and feel how the people there lived 2,000 years ago.
Venice - Gondola rides really are very romantic if cliche and touristy.
Monte Carlo Masters - We got to see the World #1, #2 and #4 play on clay.
Granada - The town parties late, the Al Hambra is magnificent and the General Life gardens (pronounced "Henerale Leefay") are serene and beautiful.
Learnings:
Europe is F-ing expensive
There are more churches in old European cities than there are shopping malls in Dubai
Lock your checked in luggage
Sometimes you have to pay for using a toilet, even in Europe
Everyone in Europe drives a manual transmission
Almost everyone drives a hatchback
Almost everyone speaks some English and is eager to use it, even in Paris (this is new)
Italian and Spanish are remarkably similar languages
The French discovered a lot of things
When travel blogging, it is best to write an entry every day, otherwise you forget things
Tour groups are not for us, although maybe we'll like them more when we get older
Paris is not a clean city
The Piano was born in Florence
Dante's Divine Comedy was the first book to be written in Italian
The Catholic church has a long history of corruption and hypocricy
Venice stole the body of a "Saint" to compete with the influence of Rome
Venice used to be a vast empire and its downfall was the discovery of a new trade route when Christopher Columbus landed in America
Prostitution is out in the open in Europe
(I will add to this list as I remember more things)
Pompeii - The city is so well preserved, you can actually see and feel how the people there lived 2,000 years ago.
Venice - Gondola rides really are very romantic if cliche and touristy.
Monte Carlo Masters - We got to see the World #1, #2 and #4 play on clay.
Granada - The town parties late, the Al Hambra is magnificent and the General Life gardens (pronounced "Henerale Leefay") are serene and beautiful.
Learnings:
Europe is F-ing expensive
There are more churches in old European cities than there are shopping malls in Dubai
Lock your checked in luggage
Sometimes you have to pay for using a toilet, even in Europe
Everyone in Europe drives a manual transmission
Almost everyone drives a hatchback
Almost everyone speaks some English and is eager to use it, even in Paris (this is new)
Italian and Spanish are remarkably similar languages
The French discovered a lot of things
When travel blogging, it is best to write an entry every day, otherwise you forget things
Tour groups are not for us, although maybe we'll like them more when we get older
Paris is not a clean city
The Piano was born in Florence
Dante's Divine Comedy was the first book to be written in Italian
The Catholic church has a long history of corruption and hypocricy
Venice stole the body of a "Saint" to compete with the influence of Rome
Venice used to be a vast empire and its downfall was the discovery of a new trade route when Christopher Columbus landed in America
Prostitution is out in the open in Europe
(I will add to this list as I remember more things)
London
An oddity! Great weather in London. Street musicians were out, playing by the pubs and restaurants and there were more people out than normal for a Saturday afternoon. I stayed with my cousins on Edgeware road and went to Picadilly Circus with my friend Ziggy and cousin Ali for 3 hours of billiards, air hockey and bowling (I got 5 strikes in a row, one short of my best). My aunt made my favourite Pakistani dish that night for dinner. The next morning, I played with my niece and nephew before catching the Heathrow Express out to the airport and making my way back home.
Paris
Upon further examination, it turns out my cell phone and USB thumb drive were also stolen along with my Swiss army knife and cologne. Still not a huge deal and lesson learned. You can and should lock your checked in luggage outside the US.
We spent 6 days in Paris in all. Since I am writing this blog entry at the end of the trip, I'll just mention the highlights. The science/technology museum (I can't remember the French name) they have there is very interesting and interactive. I spent half a day roaming about it and inspecting the earliest iterations of inventions and technology that have impacted science and how we live today.
We did the Eiffel tower old school, by taking the stairs as far as they go, all the way to the second level from where we watched the tower do its "sparkly" thing.
We took a boat cruise up and down the Seine.
We took in a Paris Cabaret. The one we saw was LIDO, which I thoroughly enjoyed even though most of the acts and the dancing overall were disappointing. Vegas shows are of a higher calibre both in terms of imagination and execution, although there were a few "oooh" and "aaah" moments in LIDO. These included a dancing horse, two ice skaters on an elevating ice rink, an acrobatics act and a bottle of champagne to make everything else more enjoyable. The constant barrage of feather adorned frontal nudity may have also helped.
We took a day trip to Versailles which although massive was not as peaceful and calming to walk through as the Al Hambra in Spain.
We visited my aunt and uncle in Paris for dinner one night.
We took in the Louvre, the Arc de Triomph, Notre Dame cathedral, Saint-Sulpice church, Parc de la Ciutadella Barcelona (where we sailed toy sailboats in the pond) and other Paris stuff. Since we had 6 days, we didn't feel rushed and did a lot of casual walking around the city, especially in the 7th. We were all art museumed out after Italy so we only visited the Louvre, and that too out of a sense of obligation. I never thought much of the Venus de Milo or the Mona Lisa and seeing them in person didn't change that. However, there was lots of art that did move me as well as ancient Persian and Babylonian artefacts that were spectacular.
Our hotel was the Renaissance Trocadero in the 16th. Although very central (we could see the Eiffel Tower from our balcony) it was also very expensive and boy did we feel it. I've been told the 16th is the most expensive area of Paris which is already an expensive city. As it turns out, the only time in my life I've ever had McDonalds for all three meals in one day was in Paris. Even that didn't wind up being cheap. We spent $60+ that day on McDonalds for only two people!
I left Paris for London via Eurostar while Colleen flew out to DC directly from Charles de Gaulle.
We spent 6 days in Paris in all. Since I am writing this blog entry at the end of the trip, I'll just mention the highlights. The science/technology museum (I can't remember the French name) they have there is very interesting and interactive. I spent half a day roaming about it and inspecting the earliest iterations of inventions and technology that have impacted science and how we live today.
We did the Eiffel tower old school, by taking the stairs as far as they go, all the way to the second level from where we watched the tower do its "sparkly" thing.
We took a boat cruise up and down the Seine.
We took in a Paris Cabaret. The one we saw was LIDO, which I thoroughly enjoyed even though most of the acts and the dancing overall were disappointing. Vegas shows are of a higher calibre both in terms of imagination and execution, although there were a few "oooh" and "aaah" moments in LIDO. These included a dancing horse, two ice skaters on an elevating ice rink, an acrobatics act and a bottle of champagne to make everything else more enjoyable. The constant barrage of feather adorned frontal nudity may have also helped.
We took a day trip to Versailles which although massive was not as peaceful and calming to walk through as the Al Hambra in Spain.
We visited my aunt and uncle in Paris for dinner one night.
We took in the Louvre, the Arc de Triomph, Notre Dame cathedral, Saint-Sulpice church, Parc de la Ciutadella Barcelona (where we sailed toy sailboats in the pond) and other Paris stuff. Since we had 6 days, we didn't feel rushed and did a lot of casual walking around the city, especially in the 7th. We were all art museumed out after Italy so we only visited the Louvre, and that too out of a sense of obligation. I never thought much of the Venus de Milo or the Mona Lisa and seeing them in person didn't change that. However, there was lots of art that did move me as well as ancient Persian and Babylonian artefacts that were spectacular.
Our hotel was the Renaissance Trocadero in the 16th. Although very central (we could see the Eiffel Tower from our balcony) it was also very expensive and boy did we feel it. I've been told the 16th is the most expensive area of Paris which is already an expensive city. As it turns out, the only time in my life I've ever had McDonalds for all three meals in one day was in Paris. Even that didn't wind up being cheap. We spent $60+ that day on McDonalds for only two people!
I left Paris for London via Eurostar while Colleen flew out to DC directly from Charles de Gaulle.
Saturday, April 26, 2008
Granada
Our trip is winding down with 6 days in Paris remaining once we leave Spain. In truth, we´ve started feeling travel fatigue and hard. Intially, we were planning on seeing Granada, Cordoba and Seville in our 3 days in Andalucia. After seeing the Al Hambra on the first day, we decided to stay put in Granada for all 3 days, maybe partially because walking up to the Al Hambra from the city and seeing all of this expansive collection of gardens and buildings left us exhausted.
Turns out Granada is big on the backpackers´circuit and has a very vibrant nightlife that doesn´t quit until close to daybreak. I´m starting to feel my age, unable to carry on partying with the mostly college students I ran into here. The city itself is very charming, especially with the spectacular weather. The South of Spain in like heaven after some pretty cold weather at times in Italy and France.
Turns out Granada is big on the backpackers´circuit and has a very vibrant nightlife that doesn´t quit until close to daybreak. I´m starting to feel my age, unable to carry on partying with the mostly college students I ran into here. The city itself is very charming, especially with the spectacular weather. The South of Spain in like heaven after some pretty cold weather at times in Italy and France.
Barcelona
We ran all over Barcelona yesterday, taking in the harbour, La Rambla, the Gothic Quarter, the Sagrada Familia, the Gaudi museum and many Gaudi buildings along the way. We had great weather and loved the open areas and many public squares in the city. It was especially nice hiking to the highest point in Parc Guell and looking down at the sunwashed city below. Tomorrow its off to Granada and the Al Hambra!
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Tennis / Monaco / Lost Bag
The big thing we did in Monte Carlo was go to the Monte Carlo Masters. We watched 2nd and 3rd round matches between the likes of Davydenko, Federer, Nadal, Ancic and Gasquet. The center court stadium was not large so we weren't far from the action and our seats were at the net (We paid a hefty premium to the scalpers to get these tix at the last minute). The highlight for me was watching #1 Federer come to within 2 points of losing to ~#140 Hidalgo but then fighting from 1-5 down in the final set to win it in the tiebreak.
We walked around Monaco which has already done most of the setting up for the famous grand prix in May. We saw lots of exotic cars roaming the streets but were otherwise not too impressed by the city. We didn't have enough time to see the casinos though. We had to make it back to Nice for our flight to Barcelona (which is where we are now).
My lost bag finally made it back to me after taking a detour to 2 cities in Tunisia. My swiss army knife that I've had for ~14 years and a cologne were missing. Not a big deal but I filed a claim with the airline and filled out a report with the Nice airport police.
We walked around Monaco which has already done most of the setting up for the famous grand prix in May. We saw lots of exotic cars roaming the streets but were otherwise not too impressed by the city. We didn't have enough time to see the casinos though. We had to make it back to Nice for our flight to Barcelona (which is where we are now).
My lost bag finally made it back to me after taking a detour to 2 cities in Tunisia. My swiss army knife that I've had for ~14 years and a cologne were missing. Not a big deal but I filed a claim with the airline and filled out a report with the Nice airport police.
Cannes
A great fun town although we both decided we liked Nice better. A little touristy but with nice beaches and good if overpriced shopping. I saw a 120,000 Euro watch in one store! We walked around for a few hours, stopping every now and then to sit by the shore and enjoy the sea.
Monday, April 21, 2008
Nice is nice!
Great weather if a bit windy in Nice. Unfortunately, airline lost my bag so have to make do with samer clothes tomorrow. Found out there is Tennis being played in Monte Carlo so we are looking into that and may see a match if the draws look promising. Walked about on the beach and went to a flea market outside. We also passed Nice's city hall where film crews were at work getting ready for a scene for a new French movie.
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Rome en route to Nice
We are in Rome now, doing laundry near the hotel. We got a suite with a large balcony and the weather is great so we're going to chill on it for the rest of today. Tomorrow morning we catch a flight to Nice after which we're going to stay on the French Riviera between Cannes, Monte Carlo and Nice for 3 days. After that, we'll be flying to Barcelona and then Grenada where we may rent a car to see more of Andalusia.
Today, we took a bus from Venice (which we really loved) to Asisi where we had lunch and roamed the city for 2 hours and then we rode down to Rome. We saw a lot of beautiful Italian countryside along the way. Since it was Sunday, people were out flyfishing or riding around on their bicycles or motorbikes. Our hotel is great and is near an area with a lot of Arabs. We had the best meal we've had in Italy at an Arabic restaurant nearby.
Today, we took a bus from Venice (which we really loved) to Asisi where we had lunch and roamed the city for 2 hours and then we rode down to Rome. We saw a lot of beautiful Italian countryside along the way. Since it was Sunday, people were out flyfishing or riding around on their bicycles or motorbikes. Our hotel is great and is near an area with a lot of Arabs. We had the best meal we've had in Italy at an Arabic restaurant nearby.
Saturday, April 19, 2008
Venice
We were fortunate to have great weather in Venice both days. We had a very peaceful and romantic gondola ride, saw a demonstration of glass working by a Murano master workman and walked pretty much all over the city.
Pisa
Pisa is what you'd expect. We took our "holding the leaning tower up" pictures. Very corny! Colleen climbed to the top of the tower while I chose to tour the Duomo.
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Florence!
Florence is a town with a great vibe! Much of this has to do with the huge student population, much of which is international. We checked out the city's Duomo, the museum that houses the statue of David (which was quite unremarkable except for David) and took in a little nightlife with a group of American students we met one night. I learned that the piano was invented in Florence and that Florence has been called home by more famous Italians than any other city. This group includes the likes of Dante Alighieri (who was the first to write a book in the new language of Italian, his "Divine Comedy"), Galileo Galilei, Leonardo da Vinci, Michelangelo, Donatello, Raphael, the Medici family, Florence Nighting (pioneer of modern nursing), and the fashion designers Ferragamo, Cavalli and Gucci. The restaurants in Florence were above average. We also spent some time window shopping the jewelery and leather markets in town.
Sienna
One of the larger cities in beautiful Tuscany, Sienna was first settled by the Etruscans around 900 BC. We saw many young people in Sienna as it is home to an important university, especially well known for medicine. It is also known for it's knife and armour craftsmanship, although these items are overpriced beyond belief. They sold mass produced American brands in these knife shops as well and they were overpriced by 200%. My Benchmade lockblade that I paid $45 for in Arlington was being sold for close to 100 Euros!
We were misfortunate to see some very heavy rain in Sienna which prevented us from sightseeing extensively. However, we did get to enjoy the rain somewhat while sipping cappucino under a covered outside dining area with some of our travel companions in Piazza del Campo, regarded by many to be the most beautiful public square in Europe. The Piazza is also the site of the famous Palio horse race in which all the different neighborhoods in the city compete each year.
We were misfortunate to see some very heavy rain in Sienna which prevented us from sightseeing extensively. However, we did get to enjoy the rain somewhat while sipping cappucino under a covered outside dining area with some of our travel companions in Piazza del Campo, regarded by many to be the most beautiful public square in Europe. The Piazza is also the site of the famous Palio horse race in which all the different neighborhoods in the city compete each year.
Monday, April 14, 2008
Palatine Hill, Forum, Colloseum
Saw these guys today. Tomorrow morning we are off to Sienna. I will add to these blogs and upload more photos to flickr when we stay at a hotel with internet again. Right now, we are at an internet cafe.
Pompeii
We took a bus to Naples in the morning. On the road between Rome and Naples, we passed a 1st century Roman road, Castle Gandolfo (Pope's retreat), the second largest palace in Europe (after Versailles and in which scenes from Start Wars had been filmed) and a number of rock quarries.
When we got to Naples, it was lightly raining. We could barely see the outline of the island of Capri. We drove around the city and took a few pictures. After that we drove to the city of Pompeii, stopping at a coral and conch art factory which was ridiculously overpriced. One unspectacular looking broach we saw cost 32,000 Euros and even the tiniest and most basic piece cost about 120 Euros. They did demonstrate for us how the art was fashioned from the conch which was interesting to see.
Arriving at Pompeii, we had lunch and then walked around town. By now the clouds had passed and it was a nice sunny day. We walked to the square which has a church around it and saw a bride and groom taking pictures together. Children were playing by the fountain and locals were walking their dogs. I passed 20 parked cars in a row without seeing an automatic transmission. Italians, men and women, all drive stick. Very nice! I like!
We left the modern city of Pompeii and took a short bus ride to the ruins of Pompeii.
Pompeii has been the highlight of the trip so far. It is simply amazing how advanced the inhabitants of this ancient city were both socially, in the development of their civil institutions and technologically. Surprisingly, there is much to see in this ruined city and it is not too difficult to see what life would have been like for these Romans prior to the eruption of Vesuvius. Gymnasiums, Theatres, Bakeries (very impressive!), Bars/Pubs, Public baths and toilets as well as the Courthouse that also served as stock exchange.
The brothels were the most interesting. Pompeii had 25 brothels. The one we visited had 5 rooms with pictures of sex positions posted over the doorways. You paid for the position and "fun time"with a lady of the night ran about what today would be the price of a beer. On the streets, phallic shapes pointed in the direction of the red light district to help drunk Romans get to where they wanted to be.
When we got to Naples, it was lightly raining. We could barely see the outline of the island of Capri. We drove around the city and took a few pictures. After that we drove to the city of Pompeii, stopping at a coral and conch art factory which was ridiculously overpriced. One unspectacular looking broach we saw cost 32,000 Euros and even the tiniest and most basic piece cost about 120 Euros. They did demonstrate for us how the art was fashioned from the conch which was interesting to see.
Arriving at Pompeii, we had lunch and then walked around town. By now the clouds had passed and it was a nice sunny day. We walked to the square which has a church around it and saw a bride and groom taking pictures together. Children were playing by the fountain and locals were walking their dogs. I passed 20 parked cars in a row without seeing an automatic transmission. Italians, men and women, all drive stick. Very nice! I like!
We left the modern city of Pompeii and took a short bus ride to the ruins of Pompeii.
Pompeii has been the highlight of the trip so far. It is simply amazing how advanced the inhabitants of this ancient city were both socially, in the development of their civil institutions and technologically. Surprisingly, there is much to see in this ruined city and it is not too difficult to see what life would have been like for these Romans prior to the eruption of Vesuvius. Gymnasiums, Theatres, Bakeries (very impressive!), Bars/Pubs, Public baths and toilets as well as the Courthouse that also served as stock exchange.
The brothels were the most interesting. Pompeii had 25 brothels. The one we visited had 5 rooms with pictures of sex positions posted over the doorways. You paid for the position and "fun time"with a lady of the night ran about what today would be the price of a beer. On the streets, phallic shapes pointed in the direction of the red light district to help drunk Romans get to where they wanted to be.
Vatican
Saw Vatican including St Peter's Basilica, The Vatican museum and ending with the Sistine Chapel. It took 5.5 hours to do all this. Our guide was exceptionally knowledgable and we learned a lot about the progression of Christian Italian sculpture and painting through the ages as well as the broader events that brought about these changes.
Learning the history of the Catholic church was more interesting. The church and its policies evolved through the ages in response to the challenges and changing external power dynamics of the times. We both learned so much.
Learning the history of the Catholic church was more interesting. The church and its policies evolved through the ages in response to the challenges and changing external power dynamics of the times. We both learned so much.
Thursday, April 10, 2008
Prego al Roma!!! (welcome to Rome)
After doing some damage at the snack bar in the United red carpet lounge in Dulles airport, we took our direct flight to Rome. We watched 2 movies on the plane; Sweeney Todd (w/J. Depp) and Atonement (w/ K. Knightley). We both hated Sweeney Todd and strongly discourage anyone from seeing it (even if you love Depp) and I loved Atonement although Colleen thought it was just OK.
Rome was having beautiful weather. Sunny in low to mid 60's (F). We took the Leonardo Express from the Fiumicino Airport into downtown. We are staying at the Marriott Grand Flora on Via Veneto. This area used to be the favored building spot of Roman emperors for their palaces and is very expensive today. We used points for our stay, otherwise the room we are in runs 400 Euros a night. The room is nice but has this balcony with an amazing view of Via Veneto and the Villa Borghese Gardens which we are right next to.
We took a siesta after getting into the hotel on Thursday around noon then grabbed an Italian dinner at an outside restaurant on Via Veneto. We then walked around Rome for the next 3 hours, taking pictures in front of the Trevi Fountain and going up the Spanish Steps. We continued walking to Piazza di Spagna and then walked back to our hotel along the perimeter of the Borghese Gardens.
Tomorrow morning we take in the Vatican and the Sistine Chapel.
Rome was having beautiful weather. Sunny in low to mid 60's (F). We took the Leonardo Express from the Fiumicino Airport into downtown. We are staying at the Marriott Grand Flora on Via Veneto. This area used to be the favored building spot of Roman emperors for their palaces and is very expensive today. We used points for our stay, otherwise the room we are in runs 400 Euros a night. The room is nice but has this balcony with an amazing view of Via Veneto and the Villa Borghese Gardens which we are right next to.
We took a siesta after getting into the hotel on Thursday around noon then grabbed an Italian dinner at an outside restaurant on Via Veneto. We then walked around Rome for the next 3 hours, taking pictures in front of the Trevi Fountain and going up the Spanish Steps. We continued walking to Piazza di Spagna and then walked back to our hotel along the perimeter of the Borghese Gardens.
Tomorrow morning we take in the Vatican and the Sistine Chapel.
Monday, March 3, 2008
Antigua photos
After my camera was stolen, I bought a disposable film camera in Flores which still needs to be processed. However, when Colleen joined me in Antigua, she brought our old digital camera. Here are the Antigua pictures we took and a few from a BBQ in Utila that a friend took with her camera and sent me:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/sephiac/sets/72157604034323524/
http://www.flickr.com/photos/sephiac/sets/72157604034323524/
Home at last!
I am back in my apartment in Arlington. Immigration in Charlotte pulled me aside for "special" questioning and searching for the 3rd time in the 3 trips I've taken this past year. The 1.5 hour delay almost made us miss our connection from Charlotte to DC. Even at the Guatemala City airport, where I was supposedly among fellow brown men, I was searched 3 times, twice more than regular passengers. All this does make me a little depressed.
Originally, I had wanted to do a 3 month trip and include Ecuador, Peru, Chile, Argentina, Brazil and maybe Antarctica. Based on what I read in guidebooks and saw on travel shows, this seemed a simple and easy trip to make. However, Chile and Argentina wanted 1 month EACH to process my visa and Belize wanted $350 for a visa. As a result I couldn't visit Chile or Argentina and did my diving in Honduras (with a little trouble at the border) instead of Belize. If I held almost any other passport, the fees and processing times would have been much more reasonable and if I held a US/Can/UK/Aus/EU origin or even an Israeli passport, I wouldn't even need a visa for any of these countries.
But the trip I ended up making was fun, relaxing, exciting, rewarding and educational. Having to spend more time doing things and less time travelling may have even benefitted me. I will save South America for a future trip (possibly after obtaining a US passport). I learned a good amount of Spanish, got my open water diver certification, put up the walls for a new school in rural Guatemala with others, climbed 2 volcanoes, read a few good books and got to spend some quality down time with Colleen. No complaints here.
Originally, I had wanted to do a 3 month trip and include Ecuador, Peru, Chile, Argentina, Brazil and maybe Antarctica. Based on what I read in guidebooks and saw on travel shows, this seemed a simple and easy trip to make. However, Chile and Argentina wanted 1 month EACH to process my visa and Belize wanted $350 for a visa. As a result I couldn't visit Chile or Argentina and did my diving in Honduras (with a little trouble at the border) instead of Belize. If I held almost any other passport, the fees and processing times would have been much more reasonable and if I held a US/Can/UK/Aus/EU origin or even an Israeli passport, I wouldn't even need a visa for any of these countries.
But the trip I ended up making was fun, relaxing, exciting, rewarding and educational. Having to spend more time doing things and less time travelling may have even benefitted me. I will save South America for a future trip (possibly after obtaining a US passport). I learned a good amount of Spanish, got my open water diver certification, put up the walls for a new school in rural Guatemala with others, climbed 2 volcanoes, read a few good books and got to spend some quality down time with Colleen. No complaints here.
Sunday, March 2, 2008
Pacaya / Diego's Wedding
Today, we are heading back home to D.C. All in all, I'm looking forward to getting home. I will be facing a tough job market but I'm ready. This morning, Colleen and I had a 1 hour massage session together, which was very relaxing.
Yesterday, we mountain biked all over the city for 4 hours. I bought 2 shirts and 2 Mayan masks. Colleen bought a beautiful jade pendant. Later, we went to Manny's (my pledge brother from Sigma Chi at Purdue) friend Diego's wedding. It was very similar to what a US wedding would look like with language being the only major differentiating factor. However, it was held in a beautiful setting, in an outside coutyard with well manicured lawns and fountains. A band played virtually the entire time except during lunch and guests from all age groups danced the day away.
The day before yesterday, Colleen and I climbed Volcan Pacaya, an active volcano closer to Guatemala City. The climb lasted about 2 hours, maybe slightly longer for us because Colleen had trouble climbing the the mounds of solidified lava at the top which was very brittle and unstable and had dangerous jagged edges. However, getting within meters of flowing lava and roasting a marshmallow on glowing magma was very cool. I nearly burned my eyebrows off doing it though! That night we had a fantastic dinner at Cafe Flor. We were seated at an intimate candle-lit table for two by the window and enjoyed some first class Thai food while listening to the piano being played 3 tables away. We were the last people to leave the restaurant that night and had a couple of songs played just for us. The piano player/singer then came to our table and we chatted for a bit while I paid the bill. Just a perfect dinner!
Yesterday, we mountain biked all over the city for 4 hours. I bought 2 shirts and 2 Mayan masks. Colleen bought a beautiful jade pendant. Later, we went to Manny's (my pledge brother from Sigma Chi at Purdue) friend Diego's wedding. It was very similar to what a US wedding would look like with language being the only major differentiating factor. However, it was held in a beautiful setting, in an outside coutyard with well manicured lawns and fountains. A band played virtually the entire time except during lunch and guests from all age groups danced the day away.
The day before yesterday, Colleen and I climbed Volcan Pacaya, an active volcano closer to Guatemala City. The climb lasted about 2 hours, maybe slightly longer for us because Colleen had trouble climbing the the mounds of solidified lava at the top which was very brittle and unstable and had dangerous jagged edges. However, getting within meters of flowing lava and roasting a marshmallow on glowing magma was very cool. I nearly burned my eyebrows off doing it though! That night we had a fantastic dinner at Cafe Flor. We were seated at an intimate candle-lit table for two by the window and enjoyed some first class Thai food while listening to the piano being played 3 tables away. We were the last people to leave the restaurant that night and had a couple of songs played just for us. The piano player/singer then came to our table and we chatted for a bit while I paid the bill. Just a perfect dinner!
Thursday, February 28, 2008
Hauled in by La Policia! / Tikal
I was playing pool with the young men of San Andres. All of I sudden, I saw the barrels of 2 AK-47's come in from the door to the bar, which was closest to our table. A third followed and I was relieved to see they were in the hands of policemen. Then they indicated that they wanted everyone against the wall. Being as brown as I am at this point, they didn't consider that I might be a volunteer or tourist so I made my way with the rest of the guys to the wall. The others kept looking back at me and smiling because they knew I was an international volunteer. Anyway, the cops were very courteous and just did a quick pat down. It was obvious they were only interested in guns, of which there are a lot in Guatemala. Even if I had a knife, which I carry occasionally, they wouldn't have found it and even if they did, I think they would have let it slip.
The next day I went to Flores and from there to Tikal. I watched the sunset from Temple II, looking towards Temple IV and it was very beautiful. That night I camped at Tikal on the grounds of the Jaguar Inn. There were huge spiders outside the tent the size of tarantulas but much faster so I made my entrances and exits of the tent very quickly. Luckily nothing got in and the mosquitoes weren't that bad either. The howler monkeys however, were something else. These medium sized monkeys make a tremendous sound and until a guide told me the next morning what they were, I thought I was hearing a Jaguar outside my tent. The next morning, I got up at 4:30 and my group left for Temple IV to watch the sunrise just before 5:00. I found it to be the most contrived tourist trap I have ever seen. There were probably over a hundred tourists there and the sunrise really wasn't that spectacular. However, there was a lot of fog that morning so perhaps it would have been better had there not been any. The wildlife coming to life was nice but again nothing that amazing. I explored the ruins for another 4-5 hours and have to say as a whole they were unimpressive.
The guides could have been better also. They didn't seem to know much about the Mayans beyond their standard repertoire. Part of the reason for this is that to this day there is much about the Mayans that we don't know despite their not being that ancient a civilization. By building with limestone in a high humidity climate, the Mayans didn't do themselves any favors. Their ruins, sculptures and especially records (In the form of Hieroglyphs) are badly eroded and barely legible. Ruins in Egypt and Pakistan that are 3,000 years older are in better shape and indicate a more advanced civilization than whats at Tikal. Currently, there is construction of new "ruins" taking place in Tikal, the idea being to portray what the past may have looked like. However, the recreations are not clearly marked (same as in Copan), which I feel is misleading to tourists who think they are looking at original artifacts. Many tourist I spoke to felt the same way about Tikal. After seeing 2 of the most famous Mayan ruins, I wouldn't recommend going out of your way to visit any Mayan ruins for historical/archaeological reasons unless you have a fascination with the Mayans specifically. The one saving point of Tikal however was that the jungle and whatever wildlife we did see were fun walking through.
The next day I went to Flores and from there to Tikal. I watched the sunset from Temple II, looking towards Temple IV and it was very beautiful. That night I camped at Tikal on the grounds of the Jaguar Inn. There were huge spiders outside the tent the size of tarantulas but much faster so I made my entrances and exits of the tent very quickly. Luckily nothing got in and the mosquitoes weren't that bad either. The howler monkeys however, were something else. These medium sized monkeys make a tremendous sound and until a guide told me the next morning what they were, I thought I was hearing a Jaguar outside my tent. The next morning, I got up at 4:30 and my group left for Temple IV to watch the sunrise just before 5:00. I found it to be the most contrived tourist trap I have ever seen. There were probably over a hundred tourists there and the sunrise really wasn't that spectacular. However, there was a lot of fog that morning so perhaps it would have been better had there not been any. The wildlife coming to life was nice but again nothing that amazing. I explored the ruins for another 4-5 hours and have to say as a whole they were unimpressive.
The guides could have been better also. They didn't seem to know much about the Mayans beyond their standard repertoire. Part of the reason for this is that to this day there is much about the Mayans that we don't know despite their not being that ancient a civilization. By building with limestone in a high humidity climate, the Mayans didn't do themselves any favors. Their ruins, sculptures and especially records (In the form of Hieroglyphs) are badly eroded and barely legible. Ruins in Egypt and Pakistan that are 3,000 years older are in better shape and indicate a more advanced civilization than whats at Tikal. Currently, there is construction of new "ruins" taking place in Tikal, the idea being to portray what the past may have looked like. However, the recreations are not clearly marked (same as in Copan), which I feel is misleading to tourists who think they are looking at original artifacts. Many tourist I spoke to felt the same way about Tikal. After seeing 2 of the most famous Mayan ruins, I wouldn't recommend going out of your way to visit any Mayan ruins for historical/archaeological reasons unless you have a fascination with the Mayans specifically. The one saving point of Tikal however was that the jungle and whatever wildlife we did see were fun walking through.
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Circus is in town
A caravan of 5 dusty cars pulled by a old truck has pulled in to town and is all the excitement. The Red Top Circus is in town and I´m sure its old school all the way, really fat or majorly mustached women and all that fare I´d guess.
There was a big accident in town a few days back. A large truck ran backwards into a house when it lost traction on a steep gravel road. It took the whole house out. They had to put up supports for the roof before taking the truck out of the house because the truck and one wall were the only things holding up the roof. The streets around here are very steep. Much more than San Francisco. Luckily no one was hurt.
I´m trying to decide between leaving for Tikal tomorrow or the day after. They have zip lines running through the jungle which I think would be fun to do and I also really want to see a sunrise or sunset from Temple IV. Thats the update for now. Either way, will be in Antigua come Wednesday.
There was a big accident in town a few days back. A large truck ran backwards into a house when it lost traction on a steep gravel road. It took the whole house out. They had to put up supports for the roof before taking the truck out of the house because the truck and one wall were the only things holding up the roof. The streets around here are very steep. Much more than San Francisco. Luckily no one was hurt.
I´m trying to decide between leaving for Tikal tomorrow or the day after. They have zip lines running through the jungle which I think would be fun to do and I also really want to see a sunrise or sunset from Temple IV. Thats the update for now. Either way, will be in Antigua come Wednesday.
Saturday, February 23, 2008
Working in the Ecological Park
Today, I found the School construction site empty so decided to join the Canadians in the Ecological Park. I spent around 4 hours today clearing a new walking path through the jungle with a machete and cutting bad branches off of banana trees. On the one hand, it was very peaceful and serene and I saw lots of butterflies, humming birds and colorful lizards. On the other hand, there were tons of other not so cuddly bugs all over the place and on me. Sometimes, I´d take a swing at a tree with my machete and a centipede would fall on my arm. I had already seen scorpions, tarantulas and massive iguanas around. Additionally, I was told rattlesnakes and at least one large alligator also lived near where we were working so I was very cautious given how much brush cover was available for them to hide behind and under. I have to say, slicing through the jungle with a machete feels very satisfying.
The cops in Livingston were freed with the government offering talks to the revolting farmers so that crisis is over. I was able to borrow one of the American highschooler´s camera for a few hours before they left and was able to snap pictures of the house where I live and the town of San Andres. I´m going to have a lot of young new Facebook friends once they get back to the States and start adding me. I have to say working with them and joking around with them all those days made me feel younger and I really enjoyed their company.
Last night, the father and eldest brother in my local family returned home for a few days. I spent a good hour talking to Oscar (the dad) over dinner. He told me about his work in Yaxha, digging out and restoring Mayan ruins and doing restoration of artifacts. I´m happy to say I can now conduct long conversations covering a broad subject base in Spanish, albeit with tons of grammatical mistakes and very basic and at times lacking vocabulary.
I saw Mormon missionaries in San Andres a few days back. They are one dedicated faith when it comes to spreading their word, to the point where its really quite ridiculous. I ran into one of them today. No surprise he was from Utah.
I have decided to leave San Andres Tuesday morning and spend the whole day in Tikal. After sunset, I will return to Flores for the night and will fly to Guatemala City Wednesday morning.
The cops in Livingston were freed with the government offering talks to the revolting farmers so that crisis is over. I was able to borrow one of the American highschooler´s camera for a few hours before they left and was able to snap pictures of the house where I live and the town of San Andres. I´m going to have a lot of young new Facebook friends once they get back to the States and start adding me. I have to say working with them and joking around with them all those days made me feel younger and I really enjoyed their company.
Last night, the father and eldest brother in my local family returned home for a few days. I spent a good hour talking to Oscar (the dad) over dinner. He told me about his work in Yaxha, digging out and restoring Mayan ruins and doing restoration of artifacts. I´m happy to say I can now conduct long conversations covering a broad subject base in Spanish, albeit with tons of grammatical mistakes and very basic and at times lacking vocabulary.
I saw Mormon missionaries in San Andres a few days back. They are one dedicated faith when it comes to spreading their word, to the point where its really quite ridiculous. I ran into one of them today. No surprise he was from Utah.
I have decided to leave San Andres Tuesday morning and spend the whole day in Tikal. After sunset, I will return to Flores for the night and will fly to Guatemala City Wednesday morning.
Friday, February 22, 2008
Livingston erupts
It seems I narrowly escaped bad times in Livingston by less than a week. Apparently 1,500 farmers there have taken 30 police officers hostage and are demanding an arrested leader be freed or thay will execute them. Given how unsafe the city looked before and how many crackheads were stumbling about, I take it that it is very dangerous now that the police are absorbed with trying to rescue their own.
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/americas/7259659.stm
In other news, I played in a soccer game and a basketball game 2 nights back with the local San Andreans, went to a party last night that was thrown for the American kids where I saw children performing traditional Guatemalan dances. Today the CT highschoolers and MA teachers all left (seperately) which just leaves me and the Canadian couple currently volunteering. The schools has really come along. I think tomorrow the walls will be totally finished. I´ve decided to go to Tikal over a weekday and not a weekend so as to avoid a high tourist traffic day so I´ll work tomorrow.
Other than that, I´m continually dismayed with the manners of Guatemalan men towards foreign women. They make odd and somewhat obscene gestures and sounds when they pass by despite knowing that these women are volunteering time and money in their community. Since I am now very brown, they often think I am Guatemalan and when I walk by with western looking women, they congratulate me in advance on scoring with them and ask me to share the love with them.
I am almost out of money so will probably hit an ATM in Flores or Santa Elena real soon. Only 4 more days of volunteering to go. On the 27th, I´ll be sipping a mohito on my hotel rooftop in Antigua with Colleen.
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/americas/7259659.stm
In other news, I played in a soccer game and a basketball game 2 nights back with the local San Andreans, went to a party last night that was thrown for the American kids where I saw children performing traditional Guatemalan dances. Today the CT highschoolers and MA teachers all left (seperately) which just leaves me and the Canadian couple currently volunteering. The schools has really come along. I think tomorrow the walls will be totally finished. I´ve decided to go to Tikal over a weekday and not a weekend so as to avoid a high tourist traffic day so I´ll work tomorrow.
Other than that, I´m continually dismayed with the manners of Guatemalan men towards foreign women. They make odd and somewhat obscene gestures and sounds when they pass by despite knowing that these women are volunteering time and money in their community. Since I am now very brown, they often think I am Guatemalan and when I walk by with western looking women, they congratulate me in advance on scoring with them and ask me to share the love with them.
I am almost out of money so will probably hit an ATM in Flores or Santa Elena real soon. Only 4 more days of volunteering to go. On the 27th, I´ll be sipping a mohito on my hotel rooftop in Antigua with Colleen.
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Just a normal day
Today was very ordinary. Got up early and walked to the site. The clouds didn´t give cover as they had yesterday and so the sun had me sweating profusely in both directions. I feel that my Spanish is improving and am excited by the prospect of knowing a new language that is so widely spoken.
Last night, the American kids played the San Andres kids in a game of soccer. The Americans fielded a team of boys and girls with a median age of around 15. The Guatemalans were all big guys that looked around 20. There were younger kids ready to play but the older guys who rode in on motorcycles like they were the Hell´s Angels wouldn´t let them play. In the end, the Americans played a good game given their situation. They sub´d a lot and played hard the whole time they were on the field. Every time a tiny freshman or girl of any age stole the ball from a Guatemalan, the whole stadium (maybe 100-150 people) roared in laughter. It was obvious those guys were never going to hear the end of it and this happened a lot. In the end the game was abandoned due to a power outage across town that left everyone in total darkness. The score at that point was 3-1 for San Andres.
I am going to try borrowing a camera from one of the Connecticut highschoolers so I can get pictures of the lake around where I am staying and my host family and their house. Pictures of the construction site are going to be plenty becuse so many of the children and supervising adults have cameras and they will post their pictures online. The cameras that I´ve seen in shops in smaller Guatemalan towns have been very low quality and ridiculously overpriced so I´m going to have Colleen bring our backup camera when she joins me on the 27th and in the meantime I´ll make do with borrowing.
This weekend I plan to go to Tikal and am looking forward to that. I´ve spent a little more than I had intended to on this trip because I travelled to Honduras which was unplanned and I also ate out a lot. However, Mr. ATM card is with me so not a huge problem.
P.S. - I´m upset that Purdue lost to Indiana but then the Pakistan elections went by without any major hitch so on the whole I´m more than happy.
Last night, the American kids played the San Andres kids in a game of soccer. The Americans fielded a team of boys and girls with a median age of around 15. The Guatemalans were all big guys that looked around 20. There were younger kids ready to play but the older guys who rode in on motorcycles like they were the Hell´s Angels wouldn´t let them play. In the end, the Americans played a good game given their situation. They sub´d a lot and played hard the whole time they were on the field. Every time a tiny freshman or girl of any age stole the ball from a Guatemalan, the whole stadium (maybe 100-150 people) roared in laughter. It was obvious those guys were never going to hear the end of it and this happened a lot. In the end the game was abandoned due to a power outage across town that left everyone in total darkness. The score at that point was 3-1 for San Andres.
I am going to try borrowing a camera from one of the Connecticut highschoolers so I can get pictures of the lake around where I am staying and my host family and their house. Pictures of the construction site are going to be plenty becuse so many of the children and supervising adults have cameras and they will post their pictures online. The cameras that I´ve seen in shops in smaller Guatemalan towns have been very low quality and ridiculously overpriced so I´m going to have Colleen bring our backup camera when she joins me on the 27th and in the meantime I´ll make do with borrowing.
This weekend I plan to go to Tikal and am looking forward to that. I´ve spent a little more than I had intended to on this trip because I travelled to Honduras which was unplanned and I also ate out a lot. However, Mr. ATM card is with me so not a huge problem.
P.S. - I´m upset that Purdue lost to Indiana but then the Pakistan elections went by without any major hitch so on the whole I´m more than happy.
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Nipples!
Central American women seem to be very open with their nipples. I've been seeing breasts everywhere. My neighbor showering outside her house, women on Lake Atitlan washing clothes and bathing babies while their boobs flop around, flinging from side to side as if attempting to escape in order to find a good bra for much needed support. On the bus from Rio Dulce to Santa Elena, a child was crying and his mom just flipped up her shirt and stuffed the really large brown nipple that came out into the child's mouth to shut it up. I was standing right above her and looked away. The guy in front of me, ogled her as long as her nipple was out, I don't think he even ever blinked. It was very sleazy given that the woman knew he was staring at her.
Anyway, today was back to work for me. We have now put up 7 layers of bricks on top of the foundation and the site now looks to contain a building. The Peten sun has turned me quite brown already. After 3 more days, I'll be the color of poo! I told Colleen about it and she's not happy. Hopefully though, I'll also get some much desired tone with my undesired tan. A funny thing happened at the construction site today. The Guatemalan girls made a ranked-list of American boys they liked from the construction crew. The person they picked for 1st place was an obvious total nerd. Everyone was confused so we asked them why. They replied that he looked like Harry Potter! So there you have it. You want to pull ass in Guatemala, you better look like someone who goes to Hogwarts.
I think the family I'm staying with may be reading my blog. Perhaps they read that I felt the food was above expectation and so for lunch yesterday they served up super salted broccoli with a side of radish and rice. I hated it and when they asked "Te Gusta?", I told them "Mas o menos, perro me gusta frejoles, huevos y avacado" so hopefully I'll be getting more beans, eggs and avocado in the future.
I also just realized that the reaon I'd been hearing pigs all the time was that my family has a pig sty on the premises. They live just 20-30 feet from me! In San Andres, in addition to stray looking dogs and chickens, there are also tons of pigs and horses running around. The some of the horses are extremely emaciated and it hurts to look at their exposed ribs, hip bones and shoulder baldes. The pigs seem very well fed. Sometimes, walking to or from the school construction, I run into puppies, piglets and chickens all running around together. It's an amusing scene to say the least. Tonight I'm going to a local soccer match. I met 3 American girls and their professor from MA who are teaching in the library that was finished in October. Now I need to run home and get all this cement off me so I can look decent for dinner and the soccer game tonight.
Anyway, today was back to work for me. We have now put up 7 layers of bricks on top of the foundation and the site now looks to contain a building. The Peten sun has turned me quite brown already. After 3 more days, I'll be the color of poo! I told Colleen about it and she's not happy. Hopefully though, I'll also get some much desired tone with my undesired tan. A funny thing happened at the construction site today. The Guatemalan girls made a ranked-list of American boys they liked from the construction crew. The person they picked for 1st place was an obvious total nerd. Everyone was confused so we asked them why. They replied that he looked like Harry Potter! So there you have it. You want to pull ass in Guatemala, you better look like someone who goes to Hogwarts.
I think the family I'm staying with may be reading my blog. Perhaps they read that I felt the food was above expectation and so for lunch yesterday they served up super salted broccoli with a side of radish and rice. I hated it and when they asked "Te Gusta?", I told them "Mas o menos, perro me gusta frejoles, huevos y avacado" so hopefully I'll be getting more beans, eggs and avocado in the future.
I also just realized that the reaon I'd been hearing pigs all the time was that my family has a pig sty on the premises. They live just 20-30 feet from me! In San Andres, in addition to stray looking dogs and chickens, there are also tons of pigs and horses running around. The some of the horses are extremely emaciated and it hurts to look at their exposed ribs, hip bones and shoulder baldes. The pigs seem very well fed. Sometimes, walking to or from the school construction, I run into puppies, piglets and chickens all running around together. It's an amusing scene to say the least. Tonight I'm going to a local soccer match. I met 3 American girls and their professor from MA who are teaching in the library that was finished in October. Now I need to run home and get all this cement off me so I can look decent for dinner and the soccer game tonight.
Sunday, February 17, 2008
Awaken!
Today I had a moment where I was the most bewildered and disoriented I have ever been in 27 years. My eyelids fluttered open and I was ushered into another World. Intially, I thought this new World was a dreamworld because it certainly couldn't be real. I was a caucasian American highschool student who was sitting up after having been knocked down while playing soccer. Almost a dozen fellow players and concerned students nearby were scrambling all over the place. There was indecipherable shouting and then it hit me...
This dream was like no dream I had ever had before. It wasn't terribly bizzare but it was TOO different to be mine. What could that mean? Someone places a hand on my shoulder. I look up. It is the concerned mother of one of the other kids asking me if I'm all right. Was I awake before or am I awake now? I desperately try to remember what I was doing last time I was awake. I can't remember. Panic quickly sets in, replacing confusion. Was I transitioning between dreamworlds or had I in this instant exchanged bodies and lives with some American high school kid? It certainly looked like the Earth I knew but could I be in another dimension?
Now multiple people are talking to me, including a dad of another kid. A boy who was probably on my team holds out an overfilled purple Nalgene bottle in front of my face, water falling out from all sides. "Don't fall asleep" a tall, attractive 16 year old girl screams at me.
Then it all comes back. I look at my legs. The right one is slightly scuffed on the shin. Then I look to the left one and I grimace. The panic and confusion depart, replaced now with the instincts of crisis management. My left shin had a dent in it, now maybe 2 centimeters deep and 4 across. Good. It had been over an inch deep the first time I had seen it, the time before when I lost conciousness. Trying to make fewer trips back for cement, I had overfilled the cement bucket. When going back to where I was laying bricks, I had tripped on something and run into a partially finished wall. The entire forward force of me and the concrete filled bucket was absorbed primarily by my left shin making contact with the top edge of the partial wall. Moving away from the wall, I saw the dents in both shins. The one on the left was so fucked, it didn't look real. I put down the bucket and told the other bricklayers where it was. Liam, one of the seniors on my team exclaimed "Oh shit!" when he saw my shins. He called Lois, one of the adults overseeing the Connecticut highschool volunteers for Builders Without Borders (also a 14 yr IBM veteran, now director of a labor NGO in NYC). While she came over and also took a look at my shins, I began to feel faint. It was 11:00 AM and the Peten Sun was beating down pretty hard. Maybe the heat had something to do with it or maybe it was me being squeamish having seen my semi mangled legs. Whatever it was, while I was getting ready to sit down, I fainted and fell backwards on my butt followed by my head. I had just regained conciousness and now finally understood what the hell was going on.
Two guys help to some shade where Rachel, a junior who is student nurse and who had earlier shouted "Don't fall asleep!", tells me to elevate my legs while she cleans and dresses the area around the wound. She also touches my feet in a few spots to make sure I haven't lost sensation anywhere. Not only have I not lost sensation but there is no pain whatsoever. I feel a slight dull pain in my head where I came down but nothing serious. I try moving my feet about, no problem. Good thing. It's Sunday and there are no open hospitals anywhere in the state. We decide I should go home and rest. A Guatemalan gives me a ride home where I apply tons of ice to the area for the next 2 hours.
Good news is I've been walking on both legs for the past few hours and have had no problems. Oddly, there ended up being no pain from the whole thing although it is bruising now. Initially I had thought the shock had kept me from feeling the pain but it never returned. Everyone at the site felt I should take a day or two off but given how good I feel, especially after talking to my father in law, a rheumatologist who assured me the student nurse was being overzealous in suggesting a bone bruise had occured, I think I'll go back tomorrow if it feels decent in the morning. Schools don't build themselves! Thankfully, the small misstep stayed a small misstep.
Last night, I had a few beers with a Canadian couple from Quebec also volunteering with the same organization. They are here for another two weeks. I'm here for another 9 days. Given how dead this town gets after dark, I'm sure we'll be very well acquainted by the end of our time here.
Also an update on the family I'm staying with. The reason I never see the dad is because he is a park ranger in a national park North East of here. Also, I discovered Ingrid is a niece of Carmelina's and not her daughter.
This dream was like no dream I had ever had before. It wasn't terribly bizzare but it was TOO different to be mine. What could that mean? Someone places a hand on my shoulder. I look up. It is the concerned mother of one of the other kids asking me if I'm all right. Was I awake before or am I awake now? I desperately try to remember what I was doing last time I was awake. I can't remember. Panic quickly sets in, replacing confusion. Was I transitioning between dreamworlds or had I in this instant exchanged bodies and lives with some American high school kid? It certainly looked like the Earth I knew but could I be in another dimension?
Now multiple people are talking to me, including a dad of another kid. A boy who was probably on my team holds out an overfilled purple Nalgene bottle in front of my face, water falling out from all sides. "Don't fall asleep" a tall, attractive 16 year old girl screams at me.
Then it all comes back. I look at my legs. The right one is slightly scuffed on the shin. Then I look to the left one and I grimace. The panic and confusion depart, replaced now with the instincts of crisis management. My left shin had a dent in it, now maybe 2 centimeters deep and 4 across. Good. It had been over an inch deep the first time I had seen it, the time before when I lost conciousness. Trying to make fewer trips back for cement, I had overfilled the cement bucket. When going back to where I was laying bricks, I had tripped on something and run into a partially finished wall. The entire forward force of me and the concrete filled bucket was absorbed primarily by my left shin making contact with the top edge of the partial wall. Moving away from the wall, I saw the dents in both shins. The one on the left was so fucked, it didn't look real. I put down the bucket and told the other bricklayers where it was. Liam, one of the seniors on my team exclaimed "Oh shit!" when he saw my shins. He called Lois, one of the adults overseeing the Connecticut highschool volunteers for Builders Without Borders (also a 14 yr IBM veteran, now director of a labor NGO in NYC). While she came over and also took a look at my shins, I began to feel faint. It was 11:00 AM and the Peten Sun was beating down pretty hard. Maybe the heat had something to do with it or maybe it was me being squeamish having seen my semi mangled legs. Whatever it was, while I was getting ready to sit down, I fainted and fell backwards on my butt followed by my head. I had just regained conciousness and now finally understood what the hell was going on.
Two guys help to some shade where Rachel, a junior who is student nurse and who had earlier shouted "Don't fall asleep!", tells me to elevate my legs while she cleans and dresses the area around the wound. She also touches my feet in a few spots to make sure I haven't lost sensation anywhere. Not only have I not lost sensation but there is no pain whatsoever. I feel a slight dull pain in my head where I came down but nothing serious. I try moving my feet about, no problem. Good thing. It's Sunday and there are no open hospitals anywhere in the state. We decide I should go home and rest. A Guatemalan gives me a ride home where I apply tons of ice to the area for the next 2 hours.
Good news is I've been walking on both legs for the past few hours and have had no problems. Oddly, there ended up being no pain from the whole thing although it is bruising now. Initially I had thought the shock had kept me from feeling the pain but it never returned. Everyone at the site felt I should take a day or two off but given how good I feel, especially after talking to my father in law, a rheumatologist who assured me the student nurse was being overzealous in suggesting a bone bruise had occured, I think I'll go back tomorrow if it feels decent in the morning. Schools don't build themselves! Thankfully, the small misstep stayed a small misstep.
Last night, I had a few beers with a Canadian couple from Quebec also volunteering with the same organization. They are here for another two weeks. I'm here for another 9 days. Given how dead this town gets after dark, I'm sure we'll be very well acquainted by the end of our time here.
Also an update on the family I'm staying with. The reason I never see the dad is because he is a park ranger in a national park North East of here. Also, I discovered Ingrid is a niece of Carmelina's and not her daughter.
Saturday, February 16, 2008
Walls coming up
Yesterday, I took the morning launch from Livingston to Rio Dulce, passing through the beautiful Rio Dulce canyon. From Rio Dulce, I took a bus to Santa Elena where someone from Volunteer Peten was able to pick me and bring me to the family in San Andres I am staying with. After meeting them and dropping my backpack in my room, I headed to the library that Volunteer Peten finished in October 2007. It seemed to be getting plenty of traffic from mostly 7-15 year old kids and I tried to help them out with locating material and answers to questions for one and a half hours in the library.
The Family is headed by Oscar (who I still haven't met) and Carmelina. Their children are Kendall, Iraisa, Ingrid, Oscar and Isaura and they have a dog whose name I don't recall although I expect he likes me by now given how much food I passed down to him during lunch. Not that the food is bad. The food at the house of the Mayan family I'm staying with is quite good. Actually, I was surprised when they served chicken at lunch. This along with a few other indicators has led me to believe they are not that poor nor is San Andres that poor a town, although not affluent by any means either. For one, almost everyone has electricity and my family even has a TV and VCR. Water does go out from time to time and the dining room is outside under a tin roof but living area and kitchen are in a one level concrete structure. There is one bathroom attached to the structure but it's also on the outside. My room is very basic but I'm happy with it. The roads around here are pretty decent even though one doesn't run up to this family's house or any of their neighbors. This is mainly because they live right above Lake Peten Itza and the slope going down to the lake is extrmely steep. The views to the lake from their house are superb. Most people and many kids have cell phones, again not selling me on the being very poor thing.
This morning, I got a hands on education in construction, mixing concrete, mixing cement, carrying and laying bricks, filling the spaces with cement and filling in concrete around the rebar. The school we are constructing has 8 classrooms and a bathroom in an L shape. The foundation was done when I arrived this morning and I worked 4-5 hours alongside 40 9-12th grade volunteers from Conneticut before lunch. Working alongside kids and listening to their humor and teasing of one another got me feeling pretty young myself and I started acting the same and that didn't wierd them out so I was happy. When I was diving in Utila, I had some 4 18 year olds in my Open Water diving class and for whatever reason, they were wierd about hanging out with us older folks who were 27-32. Anyway, it felt like we got a decent amount of building done and learned a ton so tomorrow I expect we will be far more efficient and accomplish much more.
After grabbing lunch with Carmelina's family who live a 30 minutes walk away from the site, I started my Spanish lessons with Rember who is a surprisingly good Spanish teacher given how little English he knows. I took 3 hours of lessons which I hope to continue everyday over the time I'm here and feel very optimistic I will learn a lot.
I will try to borrow a camera so I can take some pictures. I'm still pretty bummed about my camera getting stolen in Puerto Barrios but I'm getting over it. Still sucks given how many great pictures I had taken and the effort that went into some of them. Will update again soon! Bye!
The Family is headed by Oscar (who I still haven't met) and Carmelina. Their children are Kendall, Iraisa, Ingrid, Oscar and Isaura and they have a dog whose name I don't recall although I expect he likes me by now given how much food I passed down to him during lunch. Not that the food is bad. The food at the house of the Mayan family I'm staying with is quite good. Actually, I was surprised when they served chicken at lunch. This along with a few other indicators has led me to believe they are not that poor nor is San Andres that poor a town, although not affluent by any means either. For one, almost everyone has electricity and my family even has a TV and VCR. Water does go out from time to time and the dining room is outside under a tin roof but living area and kitchen are in a one level concrete structure. There is one bathroom attached to the structure but it's also on the outside. My room is very basic but I'm happy with it. The roads around here are pretty decent even though one doesn't run up to this family's house or any of their neighbors. This is mainly because they live right above Lake Peten Itza and the slope going down to the lake is extrmely steep. The views to the lake from their house are superb. Most people and many kids have cell phones, again not selling me on the being very poor thing.
This morning, I got a hands on education in construction, mixing concrete, mixing cement, carrying and laying bricks, filling the spaces with cement and filling in concrete around the rebar. The school we are constructing has 8 classrooms and a bathroom in an L shape. The foundation was done when I arrived this morning and I worked 4-5 hours alongside 40 9-12th grade volunteers from Conneticut before lunch. Working alongside kids and listening to their humor and teasing of one another got me feeling pretty young myself and I started acting the same and that didn't wierd them out so I was happy. When I was diving in Utila, I had some 4 18 year olds in my Open Water diving class and for whatever reason, they were wierd about hanging out with us older folks who were 27-32. Anyway, it felt like we got a decent amount of building done and learned a ton so tomorrow I expect we will be far more efficient and accomplish much more.
After grabbing lunch with Carmelina's family who live a 30 minutes walk away from the site, I started my Spanish lessons with Rember who is a surprisingly good Spanish teacher given how little English he knows. I took 3 hours of lessons which I hope to continue everyday over the time I'm here and feel very optimistic I will learn a lot.
I will try to borrow a camera so I can take some pictures. I'm still pretty bummed about my camera getting stolen in Puerto Barrios but I'm getting over it. Still sucks given how many great pictures I had taken and the effort that went into some of them. Will update again soon! Bye!
Thursday, February 14, 2008
update
Yesterday was a day of heavy travel, involving catching 4 busses, one ferry and one launch, starting at 6:20 AM on the Utila Princess leaving Utila for La Ceiba and ending with the launch from Puerto Barrios to Livingston, Guatemala.
I went for the regular public bus transportation instead of a 1st class bus and actually enjoyed it more. I was really able to take in the incredibly lush scenery which just went on and on for miles. Quite a bit of it was on farms, coconut, banana and other fruits. However, there was a tremendous variety of plants and trees in other areas. It actually made me wish I knew more about horticulture so I could figure out what they all were and what fruits they were bearing. Sometimes, you would only see greenery for miles except for a couple of cows or horses grazing or bathing and then a small hut with a corrugated metal roof would pass by. Corrugated metal roofs were on every building 100 miles either side of the border area between Guatemala and Honduras. Even multistoried buildings used them but painted them red so they resembled more expensive shingles. Thankfully I saw most of them were latched fast to the walls. In poorer areas, they are often just weighted with bricks and can fly off in hurricanes, killing people as they tear through them.
I was very amused when a guy with a sack walked on to the bus at one stop and started selling these legitimate looking medicines. I couldn't understand everything but he had many different drugs he was selling, good for any ailment. After his schpiel that went on for 10-15 minutes, he walked down the aisle selling to interested passengers. I saw one very professionally packaged medicine was named "Neurobion". Wonder what he claimed that would do? Whats funny is I witnessed this same thing riding a bus in Quetta, Pakistan on the other side of the globe. I guess brown people everywhere are similar in some respects. At bus stops I was able to get coconut water with chunks of coconut floating in it which made for nice snacks.
Arriving in the dock area at Puerto Barrios, some smart pickpocket relieved me of my camera. I noticed it missing only minutes later but by then it was too late. This is a very shady city, known for lots of prostitution. Even the cop was trying to get me to pay him for what I don't know. This blind woman wanted a dollar for letting me use the public bathroom. I ended up giving her 2 Quetzals (I've seen this paying 2Q for toilet use at bus stations too so it's legit although a little wierd). Anyway, back to the camera. I suppose I am partly at fault for taking it out so much and then leaving the cord dangling out of my pocket, making it the easiest of snatches. I had used a little over a full GB on the 2GB SD card so hundreds of photos were lost, of new friends, all kinds of fun activities and parties and great scenery including the view from atop Volcan San Pedro which took me 8 hours to get up and down. I just hope some of my new Facebook friends from my travels send me their pictures so I have something.
Livingston, where I am now is an interesting place. I've run into a lot of travellers from other towns here again. It is a Garifuna town, which means the people are mainly of African descent. It is on the Atlantic coast and has more of a Carribean look and attitude. No roads go into it and it is only accessible by boat. Unfortunately, I've seen a lot of obvious hard drug addicts roaming the streets, stumbling around or screaming at no one in particular. I'm told they are crackheads. One who greeted me at the dock upon arrival wore no shirt, had dozens of scars and both his nostrils were slit as if someone had filleted them with a knife inside out. He wanted to show me to a hotel on the main road which was actually quite decent so I took it. After that he begged me for money, showing me a scar on his leg that he said was from a dog bite the day before. I don't know if his idea was to evoke pity but I gave him 5 Quetzals anyway. He came back later that night and I turned him away. Livingston did not strike me as the safest place to be but OK as long as you stick with lots of other people.
The second night in Livingston, I tried the Tapado for dinner. I understood it was a local dish that comprised of seafood in a coconut milk soup. When it was put before me, I realized I should have gone with the shrimp pasta. There were 3 sets of lifeless eyes from 3 different species staring back at me. A tailfin was sticking out at one end, pointed to the sky. Pushing it in caused the fish head to surface on the opposite end of the bowl. After removing the crab carcass and moving the soup around, I discovered a few additional unfortunate sea creatures as well. This was the most unappetizing dish I have ever tried. It truly was a chore going through it, the scales on the fish came off with the meat so I just ate it all until only the tailfin and head were left, just like in the trashcans in Tom & Jerry cartoons. Sopa del muerte is what it should have been called. Here is what I got for Tapado on Google: seafood soup with coconut milk, shrimp, prawns, conch, WHOLE crab, WHOLE fish, and little octopi hiding among Blogroll leaves.
Now I am leaving Livingston for Rio Dulce by taking a launch across the Rio Dulce river/lake. I hear its quite beautiful and in a canyon at points. After that, I travel by bus to Flores where the volunteer group with which I'll be volunteering will pick me up. I hope to be put on either building the school there, which is under construction, or building ovens into homes there in San Andres, a poor mayan village of ~4000 on lake Peten Itza. I'll also be taking Spanish lessons so hopefully I'll be decent in Spanish by the time Colleen gets in to Antigua on Feb 27.
I went for the regular public bus transportation instead of a 1st class bus and actually enjoyed it more. I was really able to take in the incredibly lush scenery which just went on and on for miles. Quite a bit of it was on farms, coconut, banana and other fruits. However, there was a tremendous variety of plants and trees in other areas. It actually made me wish I knew more about horticulture so I could figure out what they all were and what fruits they were bearing. Sometimes, you would only see greenery for miles except for a couple of cows or horses grazing or bathing and then a small hut with a corrugated metal roof would pass by. Corrugated metal roofs were on every building 100 miles either side of the border area between Guatemala and Honduras. Even multistoried buildings used them but painted them red so they resembled more expensive shingles. Thankfully I saw most of them were latched fast to the walls. In poorer areas, they are often just weighted with bricks and can fly off in hurricanes, killing people as they tear through them.
I was very amused when a guy with a sack walked on to the bus at one stop and started selling these legitimate looking medicines. I couldn't understand everything but he had many different drugs he was selling, good for any ailment. After his schpiel that went on for 10-15 minutes, he walked down the aisle selling to interested passengers. I saw one very professionally packaged medicine was named "Neurobion". Wonder what he claimed that would do? Whats funny is I witnessed this same thing riding a bus in Quetta, Pakistan on the other side of the globe. I guess brown people everywhere are similar in some respects. At bus stops I was able to get coconut water with chunks of coconut floating in it which made for nice snacks.
Arriving in the dock area at Puerto Barrios, some smart pickpocket relieved me of my camera. I noticed it missing only minutes later but by then it was too late. This is a very shady city, known for lots of prostitution. Even the cop was trying to get me to pay him for what I don't know. This blind woman wanted a dollar for letting me use the public bathroom. I ended up giving her 2 Quetzals (I've seen this paying 2Q for toilet use at bus stations too so it's legit although a little wierd). Anyway, back to the camera. I suppose I am partly at fault for taking it out so much and then leaving the cord dangling out of my pocket, making it the easiest of snatches. I had used a little over a full GB on the 2GB SD card so hundreds of photos were lost, of new friends, all kinds of fun activities and parties and great scenery including the view from atop Volcan San Pedro which took me 8 hours to get up and down. I just hope some of my new Facebook friends from my travels send me their pictures so I have something.
Livingston, where I am now is an interesting place. I've run into a lot of travellers from other towns here again. It is a Garifuna town, which means the people are mainly of African descent. It is on the Atlantic coast and has more of a Carribean look and attitude. No roads go into it and it is only accessible by boat. Unfortunately, I've seen a lot of obvious hard drug addicts roaming the streets, stumbling around or screaming at no one in particular. I'm told they are crackheads. One who greeted me at the dock upon arrival wore no shirt, had dozens of scars and both his nostrils were slit as if someone had filleted them with a knife inside out. He wanted to show me to a hotel on the main road which was actually quite decent so I took it. After that he begged me for money, showing me a scar on his leg that he said was from a dog bite the day before. I don't know if his idea was to evoke pity but I gave him 5 Quetzals anyway. He came back later that night and I turned him away. Livingston did not strike me as the safest place to be but OK as long as you stick with lots of other people.
The second night in Livingston, I tried the Tapado for dinner. I understood it was a local dish that comprised of seafood in a coconut milk soup. When it was put before me, I realized I should have gone with the shrimp pasta. There were 3 sets of lifeless eyes from 3 different species staring back at me. A tailfin was sticking out at one end, pointed to the sky. Pushing it in caused the fish head to surface on the opposite end of the bowl. After removing the crab carcass and moving the soup around, I discovered a few additional unfortunate sea creatures as well. This was the most unappetizing dish I have ever tried. It truly was a chore going through it, the scales on the fish came off with the meat so I just ate it all until only the tailfin and head were left, just like in the trashcans in Tom & Jerry cartoons. Sopa del muerte is what it should have been called. Here is what I got for Tapado on Google: seafood soup with coconut milk, shrimp, prawns, conch, WHOLE crab, WHOLE fish, and little octopi hiding among Blogroll leaves.
Now I am leaving Livingston for Rio Dulce by taking a launch across the Rio Dulce river/lake. I hear its quite beautiful and in a canyon at points. After that, I travel by bus to Flores where the volunteer group with which I'll be volunteering will pick me up. I hope to be put on either building the school there, which is under construction, or building ovens into homes there in San Andres, a poor mayan village of ~4000 on lake Peten Itza. I'll also be taking Spanish lessons so hopefully I'll be decent in Spanish by the time Colleen gets in to Antigua on Feb 27.
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Certified!
I am now a PADI certified open water diver. Today I had great luck on my two dives, seeing trumpet fish, cow fish, box fish, a giant green eel, two large groupers, a large puffer fish and a truly massive snapper that was close to 5 feet in length. However, the coolest find of the day was a deadly looking barracuda that was completely still under a coral overhang that I was swimming under.
It was a great time in Utila. I may have been eaten alive by its many insects but Murray and Mike were great instructors along with Graham, Sabrina, Oliver and Becca. Tomorrow morning I leave for La Ceiba from where I have to figure out how to get to Flores so I can start my volunteering and Spanish lessons.
It was a great time in Utila. I may have been eaten alive by its many insects but Murray and Mike were great instructors along with Graham, Sabrina, Oliver and Becca. Tomorrow morning I leave for La Ceiba from where I have to figure out how to get to Flores so I can start my volunteering and Spanish lessons.
Monday, February 11, 2008
Feb 11
Today I had my most fun two dives. I saw a drum fish, a trumpet fish, a really big puffer and swam is some really beautiful reefs. I also descended to my personal best depth of 72 feet.
We also took our final exams tonight for PADI Open Water Diver Certification and I'm pretty sure I'll pass with flying colors.
Other than that, I have some problem with some water in my ear that isn't getting out and giving me some discomfort. The insects haven't let up either so even though I'm looking forward to tomorrows final two dives, I'm also going to be somewhat glad to be off the Island. Next time I come here, I'll stay in a hotel a little higher. The Sand Flies, which are what are predominantly biting me stay close to the water and the hotels higher up are not only nicer, but don't have Sand Fly problems.
My plan now is to either leave Tuesday afternoon or Wednesday morning. I should be in Guatemala City in under 3o hours from where I will catch a flight to Flores from where the director of the volunteering organization will pick me and take me to San Andres, also on Lake Peten Itza. There I will work on building a school and taking Spanish lessons during the week and maybe fishing and seeing the Historic sites on the weekends, especially Tikal.
We also took our final exams tonight for PADI Open Water Diver Certification and I'm pretty sure I'll pass with flying colors.
Other than that, I have some problem with some water in my ear that isn't getting out and giving me some discomfort. The insects haven't let up either so even though I'm looking forward to tomorrows final two dives, I'm also going to be somewhat glad to be off the Island. Next time I come here, I'll stay in a hotel a little higher. The Sand Flies, which are what are predominantly biting me stay close to the water and the hotels higher up are not only nicer, but don't have Sand Fly problems.
My plan now is to either leave Tuesday afternoon or Wednesday morning. I should be in Guatemala City in under 3o hours from where I will catch a flight to Flores from where the director of the volunteering organization will pick me and take me to San Andres, also on Lake Peten Itza. There I will work on building a school and taking Spanish lessons during the week and maybe fishing and seeing the Historic sites on the weekends, especially Tikal.
Saturday, February 9, 2008
Went diving in the ocean today
This was my first salt water dive. Saw lots of corral as well as many varieties of fish including a burrowing flounder which was cool. But the dive was restricted to under 12 meters. I have a watch capable of diving 300 meters and is even featured in the PADI diving videos but somehow, the helium escape valve on it was open and now it has moisture inside the case and is likely to be something like $400 repair. That has really put a damper on my day but other than that I{m looking forward to tomorrows dives that will be deeper, more technical and in more populated waters meaning more sealife!
Friday, February 8, 2008
Feb 8
Last night's BBQ party was great. It did rain a little but right around dusk, the outline of the clouds against the sky looked as if it had been painted. It was surreal looking. Later though the sky cleared and the stars were remarkable bright.
Today, I started the book/study portion of the open water diver certification. It is pretty technical and there are numerous pieces of equipment I need to learn to operate. That being said, the equipment has really evolved over the years and as a result, diving is safer now than ever before. The staff here at Cross Creek divers is great and very knowledgable as well so I'm in good hands. Tomorrow there will be more study and an exam in the morning followed by some equipment familiarization dives in shallow water followed by a 12-15 meter dive. I'm really looking forward to seeing the coral and the fish. Turns out sighting sharks is a rarity and its unlikely I'll see one in the 3-4 days I'm here.
One of my neighbors in a German chap who has travelled extensively through Pakistan, including Peshawer, Quetta, Multan, literally everywhere but especially in the North. He made his last trip there in 2003 after the Iraq invasion which really surprised me but he said he never feared for his safety. The villagers were always very hospitable (the most he has ever experienced anywhere) and told him the "no go"areas which he would then avoid. Interesting chap.
Anyways, other than that the bugs are eating me alive but everyone else is also getting their blood sucked out. It seems everyone is used to this and just deals with it. It is common to be scratching your leg while talking to someone who is scratching their arm or neck. I have about 20 bites a day every day! Worse yet, the most common blood-sucker is this tiny fly that is not kept away by insect repellant so you have to coat your skin in baby oil so it can't bite through. Thats all for now. I'll update you after my first dives.
Today, I started the book/study portion of the open water diver certification. It is pretty technical and there are numerous pieces of equipment I need to learn to operate. That being said, the equipment has really evolved over the years and as a result, diving is safer now than ever before. The staff here at Cross Creek divers is great and very knowledgable as well so I'm in good hands. Tomorrow there will be more study and an exam in the morning followed by some equipment familiarization dives in shallow water followed by a 12-15 meter dive. I'm really looking forward to seeing the coral and the fish. Turns out sighting sharks is a rarity and its unlikely I'll see one in the 3-4 days I'm here.
One of my neighbors in a German chap who has travelled extensively through Pakistan, including Peshawer, Quetta, Multan, literally everywhere but especially in the North. He made his last trip there in 2003 after the Iraq invasion which really surprised me but he said he never feared for his safety. The villagers were always very hospitable (the most he has ever experienced anywhere) and told him the "no go"areas which he would then avoid. Interesting chap.
Anyways, other than that the bugs are eating me alive but everyone else is also getting their blood sucked out. It seems everyone is used to this and just deals with it. It is common to be scratching your leg while talking to someone who is scratching their arm or neck. I have about 20 bites a day every day! Worse yet, the most common blood-sucker is this tiny fly that is not kept away by insect repellant so you have to coat your skin in baby oil so it can't bite through. Thats all for now. I'll update you after my first dives.
Thursday, February 7, 2008
Reached Utila today
I made the 9:30 AM Ferry service on the Utilla Princess from La Ceiba to Utilla. The Island is very small and has a real laid back feel. I've decided to do my PADI Open Water Certification with Cross Creek Divers. They also provide accomodation very close and just behind the school for the 4 nights required to pass the course. My instructor is an Aussie named Max and the persons around my room (a single) seem pretty chill and friendly. There is an island BBQ party tonight that I'll be going to with the Danish couple in the room to the right of mine. I hear the most common lie in Utilla is I'm leaving tomorrow because no one wants to ever leave once they've experienced the relaxed atmosphere of the Island. It's raining just now however. I hope thats a rare occurrence and not an everyday thing.
P.S. - From now on I'm blogging on a day to day basis but will also add on to the first post to bring everyone up to speed with everything thats happened up till now.
P.S. - From now on I'm blogging on a day to day basis but will also add on to the first post to bring everyone up to speed with everything thats happened up till now.
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Up till now...
Arrived in Guatemala City from Washington D.C. on January 25th, spent first day hanging out with Manny, who is my pledge brother from Sigma Chi at Purdue, his wife Ines and their excitable 3 month old Boston Terrier. Got a cellular phone SIM which worked as soon as I put it in my Motorola Slivr. I also changed $240 into Guatemalan Quetzales [exchange rate is 7.68 Q's to $1]. That night, we went to a party thrown in honor of a friend of Manny's who was getting married. I met some of what I imagine were Guatemala City's elite. The house was beautiful and the food and drinks were great.
Surprizingly I got up early the next morning with zero hangover. We drove to 2.5 hours up to Ines's grandmother's vacation house on Lake Atitlan close to Santiago de Atitlan. Lake Atitlan is a beautiful high altitude lake surrounded by three volcanoes and is very deep, 1,500 meters at its deepest point. Manny and his cousin Phil [also a Sigma Chi] are big into kiteboarding where a large parachute-like kite pulls the boarder over the water. They checked that there were plenty of whitecaps on the lake [sign of strong winds] and also checked out that the motorboat at that house was in running order. Phil's wife, Mafe, and Manny's brother, Nacho, also kiteboard so it was a fairly large group that went kiteboarding that first afternoon. We met up with another kiteboarding group and kitrboarding took up most of that first day. The wind was the strongest anyone had ever seen on the lake so Manny was able to make his highest jump to date on the lake, about 10 meters. We jumped into the jacuzzi after getting off the lake, had a nice dinner with some wine and went to sleep early.
The next morning we had a nice breakfast at the Bambu lodge in Santiago followed by more kiteboarding. Later, Manny dropped me to the Santiago dock and returned to Guatemala City. From Santiago, I was able to catch a river taxi to Santa Cruz. This is where my backpacking trip really began. I met Nicole and Briony, 2 Aussie medical students from Adelaide. Along with an older American couple, we set about finding affordable accomodation in Santa Cruz. We ended up settling for Hotel Helen, a pretty crap hotel but the price was right. I got a triple+private bath with the Aussie girls for 30Q per night per person. It was cramped living for the two nights the girls were there but I stayed on 2 more days after they left and was able to have the triple room to myself for the same 30Q per night. The first night we grabbed dinner and some beers and went to bed.
As it turns out, San Pedro is full of wannabe hippies and coke fiends. drugs are everywhere and everyone is doing them. I figured I'd ask some hippies for some advice on life (from a different perspective). The stuff that came out must have been some of the dumbest and most simplistic shit I've ever heard. Too bad I'm not simple. After the Aussies left, I met 3 brits and a Guatemalan girl who one of the Brits had just married. We chilled and partied for a day. The day after that, I climbed Volcan San Pedro (an inactive volcano). The climb was 1,000-1,300 vertical meters and it took 4.5-5 hours to get to the 3,090 meter summit where we were treated to great views of the lake and surrounding volcanoes.
The next day I really hurt but I met up with a bunch of friends and went out anyway. The day after that, I went to Santa Cruz and stayed at La Iguana Perdida, a great little hostel where I had the most fabulous room in the whole place for 90Q ($12). My room came with a private balcony overlooking the lake and a volcanoe. I got a massage which the legs especially appreciated, still hurting from the trek. There was a fancy dress party for which everyone made and wore masks. I went with a tribal design which was a big hit. Later, for some reason, people attacked a pinata. While that was happening, a Mexican girl I had never met before came up to me, hugged me and told me she needed sex really bad. I joked with her for a while but seeing she was serious, told her I was married. She was skeptical since I wasn't wearing a ring but she moved along eventually with no hard feelings.
The next day I went diving in Lake Atitlan. I saw some fish and was able to pick up and play with a crab on a day when the visibility was pretty good for a lake. Meghan, my dive instructor, took me to a dive site called Agua Caliente. Diving about 11 meters to the bottom (Atitlan is approx 1.5 km deep at its deepest and very cold because of it's high altitude. We were wearing 6.5 mm thick wetsuits), I put my hands in some very hot mud. I went about 5 inches deep at which point it was scalding hot, due to the geothermal heat underneath, a remnant from the active volcanoes days. Very cool!
The same day, I left for Pana to watch the Superbowl. I tried some ultrapremium rum with the son of Sen. Sam Brownback of Kansas who also happened to be at the same bar for the game. After thoroughly enjoying a Giants victory, I went to bed early.
The next day I left for Antigua where I stayed one night for 45Q en route to Copan (in Honduras). Whats funny is that we'll be back in Antigua when Colleen comes to Guatemala and then our hotel (which she picked) will cost 885Q. Women!
Copan was a disappointment. There are some pretty cool carvings but I was expecting more and on a grander scale. The underground tunnels between the pyramids were the biggest disappointment. However, it was a really peaceful spot in the jungle with all kinds of exotic birds cawing and a small tapir-like animal I still haven't identified running across our path from time to time. Also, the court where they played that ancient mayan soccer-like sport was very well preserved and it was very cool to hear the guide explain how the game was played.
On to Utila...
Surprizingly I got up early the next morning with zero hangover. We drove to 2.5 hours up to Ines's grandmother's vacation house on Lake Atitlan close to Santiago de Atitlan. Lake Atitlan is a beautiful high altitude lake surrounded by three volcanoes and is very deep, 1,500 meters at its deepest point. Manny and his cousin Phil [also a Sigma Chi] are big into kiteboarding where a large parachute-like kite pulls the boarder over the water. They checked that there were plenty of whitecaps on the lake [sign of strong winds] and also checked out that the motorboat at that house was in running order. Phil's wife, Mafe, and Manny's brother, Nacho, also kiteboard so it was a fairly large group that went kiteboarding that first afternoon. We met up with another kiteboarding group and kitrboarding took up most of that first day. The wind was the strongest anyone had ever seen on the lake so Manny was able to make his highest jump to date on the lake, about 10 meters. We jumped into the jacuzzi after getting off the lake, had a nice dinner with some wine and went to sleep early.
The next morning we had a nice breakfast at the Bambu lodge in Santiago followed by more kiteboarding. Later, Manny dropped me to the Santiago dock and returned to Guatemala City. From Santiago, I was able to catch a river taxi to Santa Cruz. This is where my backpacking trip really began. I met Nicole and Briony, 2 Aussie medical students from Adelaide. Along with an older American couple, we set about finding affordable accomodation in Santa Cruz. We ended up settling for Hotel Helen, a pretty crap hotel but the price was right. I got a triple+private bath with the Aussie girls for 30Q per night per person. It was cramped living for the two nights the girls were there but I stayed on 2 more days after they left and was able to have the triple room to myself for the same 30Q per night. The first night we grabbed dinner and some beers and went to bed.
As it turns out, San Pedro is full of wannabe hippies and coke fiends. drugs are everywhere and everyone is doing them. I figured I'd ask some hippies for some advice on life (from a different perspective). The stuff that came out must have been some of the dumbest and most simplistic shit I've ever heard. Too bad I'm not simple. After the Aussies left, I met 3 brits and a Guatemalan girl who one of the Brits had just married. We chilled and partied for a day. The day after that, I climbed Volcan San Pedro (an inactive volcano). The climb was 1,000-1,300 vertical meters and it took 4.5-5 hours to get to the 3,090 meter summit where we were treated to great views of the lake and surrounding volcanoes.
The next day I really hurt but I met up with a bunch of friends and went out anyway. The day after that, I went to Santa Cruz and stayed at La Iguana Perdida, a great little hostel where I had the most fabulous room in the whole place for 90Q ($12). My room came with a private balcony overlooking the lake and a volcanoe. I got a massage which the legs especially appreciated, still hurting from the trek. There was a fancy dress party for which everyone made and wore masks. I went with a tribal design which was a big hit. Later, for some reason, people attacked a pinata. While that was happening, a Mexican girl I had never met before came up to me, hugged me and told me she needed sex really bad. I joked with her for a while but seeing she was serious, told her I was married. She was skeptical since I wasn't wearing a ring but she moved along eventually with no hard feelings.
The next day I went diving in Lake Atitlan. I saw some fish and was able to pick up and play with a crab on a day when the visibility was pretty good for a lake. Meghan, my dive instructor, took me to a dive site called Agua Caliente. Diving about 11 meters to the bottom (Atitlan is approx 1.5 km deep at its deepest and very cold because of it's high altitude. We were wearing 6.5 mm thick wetsuits), I put my hands in some very hot mud. I went about 5 inches deep at which point it was scalding hot, due to the geothermal heat underneath, a remnant from the active volcanoes days. Very cool!
The same day, I left for Pana to watch the Superbowl. I tried some ultrapremium rum with the son of Sen. Sam Brownback of Kansas who also happened to be at the same bar for the game. After thoroughly enjoying a Giants victory, I went to bed early.
The next day I left for Antigua where I stayed one night for 45Q en route to Copan (in Honduras). Whats funny is that we'll be back in Antigua when Colleen comes to Guatemala and then our hotel (which she picked) will cost 885Q. Women!
Copan was a disappointment. There are some pretty cool carvings but I was expecting more and on a grander scale. The underground tunnels between the pyramids were the biggest disappointment. However, it was a really peaceful spot in the jungle with all kinds of exotic birds cawing and a small tapir-like animal I still haven't identified running across our path from time to time. Also, the court where they played that ancient mayan soccer-like sport was very well preserved and it was very cool to hear the guide explain how the game was played.
On to Utila...
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