Casa Vieja Lodge
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- Shuttle bus service
- Airport Transportation
- Swimming pool
- Free High-Speed Internet
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... where they do almost everything by hand and have devised some simple machinery for the tasks- such as sorting the nuts by size (see photo!). Then we were able to taste the nuts (both plain and covered in chocolate) and Victoria even had a macadamia oil facial!
On Friday morning we took an early shuttle bus to Lake Atitlan to join Fabien and the girls, I´ll write all about it soon!
Victoria and ...
... were holding 3 adults, with the aisle jammed also. Luckily there was a luggage rack for our bags. Then it rained, so all the windows were closed. Now it was very stuffy. But when the rain stopped we opened a window, and more people got off than got on. We arrived in Antigua and got to our hostel (7) at about 5:30.
On the walk to the hostel I admired Antigua (1,533m). It is another colonial city, but this a very ...
... but beautiful city of Antigua. My first impression was love love love. People here are very warm and welcoming. We sat at Parque Central and had a local family sit next to us to wish us "buenas tardes" and the cute niņa (little girl not me) kept smiling at us. All the roads are cobbled stone and the building are colourful and colonial. I will be bringing out the SLR tomorrow to snap my little heart out, watch out for the flickr link soon. All in all a great day ...
... looked drained of any form of life – pale, sunken faces, raspy throats who managed to relate every conversation back to Laaaaaandan somehow, but yes it was a place I could feel better about my general health and well being! Oh and I never went partying there…
First day was actually spent trying to find the doctors so I could get some more blood tests done and check if I still wasn’t super anaemic as that’s what It felt like – the only clinic ...
... competitive game of Jag-bomb poker that evolved as the afternoon wore on. Aris, the Israeli guy, arrived at around 10 pm, reminding them in a fairly irritated tone that they were supposed to have met him at 7 at Zoola for dinner. A pair of free litres of beer served to win back his good graces, and soon the conversation turned to maņana, with several other new acquaintances eagerly joining in to put together a tremendously fun and exciting schedule of events ...