Hotel Posada Dona Luisa Antigua Guatemala

Terry and I arrived back in Antigua on Thursday evening. Jim arrived sometime Friday with his friend Lou and Lou's girlfriend Alise. All of us are staying here at our Posada. Jim is not doing so well with having to carry all the bags and not getting enough rest for his back so he has decided to go back home on Monday and has made his flight arrangements with Mexicana ...

... with a taxi ride into Guatemala City and then a chicken bus somewhere in the morning. GC is best avoided anyway so why not spend the afternoon somewhere pretty via a convenient and cheap shuttle service right from the airport? Once the shuttle had three passengers we were off like a herd of turtles through traffic choked GC. I wonder how many packs of cigarettes chicken bus fumes would equal. Forget worrying about swine flu, I think both my lungs have ...

... on each in the near future that will better set the scene but for now this will have to do. I hope everyone is doing well.<br>feliz noches,<br>Andy<br><br>for those not hablaring español (i enjoy combining the two languages<br>into nonsensical words) "Hola Perro" translates to "Hello Dog" and we<br>say this whenever we see a dog in the streets. People in Antigua must<br>think we are crazy.<br>

... a stroll around the city and its central park area. Al, Lynda and I had lunch at a really lovely cafe with an attached gift shop and then headed back to the hostel to meet up with Jules and have some celebratory drinks that the gang was finally together. Unfortunately Lynda's massive flight delays caught up with her and we went to bed early, leaving the boys to go out on the town for drinks with some friends we had bumped into from Nicaragua. <br><br>We woke up early ...

... rain so we put on our waterproofs and start the 1.5 hour uphill hike. Its pretty heavy going at first and I have to admit I did struggle in the first half hour with the steep hill. But I refused the offer of the man trying to get me to hire his poor horse to carry my **** up and keep plodding on. After about 30 minutes it levels out and we can see Guatamala City below us. Just when its getting easier we reach the bottom of the scree and so begin ...

... st Vincent felt a little foreboding &#8211; on my last day, me and 2 boys from Newcastle, Neil and Richard, were planning on renting a car to visit the waterfalls (which I&#8217;d managed to go 5 weeks without seeing, despite them being one of only about 5 touristy things to do on the island&#8230; laziness is a terrible thing) but noone wanted to rent us a car. So we thought, let&#8217;s go to Bequia, the nearest island of the ...

... we allemaal niet meegemaakt voor die 50 quetzal....de rechter zitting bleek los te zitten waardoor de daarop reeds slapende passagiers (hoe krijg je het voor elkaar) inclusief zitting steeds verder naar het midden schoven (voordeel; mies had een hele bank om op te zitten...nadeel: de twee slapers hingen mee).....er kwamen regelmatig verkopers aan boord welke spontaan dingen begonnen uit te delen om vervolgens met je af te rekenen ...

... corner to stop traffic and wave the bus through, jumping back on at the last minute. His job is also to cram as many people on the bus as possible, which is many many more than any North American would ever believe was possible. Passengers sit on top of each other, hang from the doors, and I've even seen some clinging to the racks on top. I have yet to see a chicken on the chicken-bus, I think the only chickens are the ...

Hi everyone. Just dropping a quick note. Hope you're well. Friday was a momentous day: I wrote my Political Studies final and handed in my term paper! The course is officially done! God was I excited! We celebrated accordingly. Yesterday Marta (Mom) and I went to Santa Catarina. Apparently it's one of the first places to have a procession and celebration during Cauresma (aka Lent). Incidentally, our "house girl" (err, Sandra, the girl ...

... fuenf Mann in nem Igluzelt ist doch auch bei guatemaltekischen Menschen irgendwann einwenig voll). Mit drei Duzend Ei**n und genauso vielen Wu**stchen gesta**kt (uns** Carlos hatte was gutzumachen), ging es dann auf kleinen Zickzack-Pfaden hinunt** ans Seeuf**, wo wir ziemlich einstimmig beschlossen, uns in dem kleinen entspannten Staedtchen San Pedro einmal ausgiebig zu gen**i**en. Fazit: Eine tolle Wand**ung, eine tolle Gruppe und ein fast toll** Guide - die Muehen definitiv w**t!