Quinta de las Flores
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Room service
- Swimming pool
- Free parking
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... it started: venty, diecinueve, dieciocho, diecisieta, dieciseis, cince, cartorce, trece, doce, once, diez, nueve, ocho, siete, seis, cinco, quatro, tres, dos, uno.... FELIZ AŅO NUEVO! Fireworks exploded from every angle, and the clock clicked over from 2014 to 2015. Just like that, it was next year. We shared hugs and kisses amongst ourselves and with strangers. There's nothing quite like the joy of a new year, a fresh page, and a whole lot of drunken fireworks.
... which is kind of weird because Antigua has very little to do with chocolate - Guatemala produces so little cocoa that it's not even on the list of global exporters - but they don't let that get in the way of a decent opportunity to get tourists to spend some cash! It was fun and informative, though, and I think we got our money's worth in chocolate. However, Megan's chocolate addiction has reached worrying proportions and she deservedly felt ...
... from its peak. This went on for a few hours and made for a good show in the darkness! Next came Fuego, the reason why we had all climbed this mountain. Fuego’s crater is literally about 1 km away and from our vantage point, so much so that we could see this quite clearly! Fuego had 3 great eruptions while were there sitting, spouting smoke clouds and lava all over the place! Just amazing…. but most noteworthy was the second eruption which produced a massive boom which ...
... I are staying in a perfect room with a private bathroom at the end of a compound of houses and other apartments. Every night (rather early!) we fall asleep to the sound of crickets and "bombas" (December is a month long celebration of fireworks and firecrackers) and every morning we wake up with the birds. We have fallen into a much-craved routine here that is slow yet busy. We get up at 6:30 and are at breakfast by 7:00. At 7:30 we walk to the bus stop and catch ...
... it someone else had our bags and was putting them onto another roof. We had no idea what was going on, much to the amusement of our new friends; especially when Nadia's brain fried completely and when asked where we were trying to get to, she replied: "we don't know!" We figured out that we were indeed on the right bus, and some lovely Mexicans advised that we should stay in Xela instead of trying to get to Panajachel, as we would miss the last bus. We settled down and ...