Chicken Bus Out Of Fuel On Road To Xela
Trip Start Sep 29, 2007
215Trip End Dec 20, 2010
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Today we hauled it on the chicken bus to Xela. The driver ran out of fuel with 45 minutes to go and flagged down another driver for some. We sat on the road and smoked. We love the chicken busses.... for now. They are exciting and move fast plus they have a bit of grunt. Many colourful people get on and off carrying all kinds of things, going about their daily lives and wearing all different kinds of clothing. Most interesting to watch the bus life. On this particular journey the driver left two guys behind who got off to pee, such is life. We have worked it so we donīt drink any fluids before any bus trips because we canīt get off and there are no toilets anyway. We checked in to The Black Cat hostel after being severely ripped off by a taxi driver and finding the tourist office was closed. We are looking forward to hot showers. We are going to see if we can watch some performing arts in the local theatre. We leave for the Zunil San Simon festival tomorrow, Yippieee!! We have no idea what to expect.
We went to the neo-classical Teatro Municipal (Theatre) to watch the Guatemalan Ballet Company perform. When we arrived everyone was well dressed up to attend and we lobbed up in our least stinkiest clothes with a 1.5litre bottle of agua pura salvavidas water. The theatre was impressive with rows of wood and iron chairs, red velvet chairs, wooden floor boards, a heavy black velvet curtain on stage and a large chandelier hanging high up in the middle of the room. There was a golden harp painted above the stage. There were four levels and the usher must have taken a liking to us because he showed us to the top floor and through a wooden door which opened out into our own balcony. We were the only ones up there and could watch all of the audience arrive, was it because we were gringas or beacuse we were looking trashy or just because? Anyway the seats were fab. Babies were rugged up and people carried flowers in. We were not sure if the flowers were for throwing at the dancerīs feet at the finale or not. I envisioned the people throwing rotten vegetables, cabbages and carrots if the show was no good. It was that kind of theatre. We felt like we were those two hilarious muppets on the Muppet Show who make jokes about from their balcony at the theatre. Tickets cost AU$7, a high price for the average Guatemalan. We couldnīt read the Spanish program however there was a pirate photograph on the front which looked promising. Arrgghh me matey! We love pirates! The show was great and we marvelled at the fit bodies and the dancerīs feet action. Ballet always seems to put me in a state change.