Travel Blogs from San Pedro La Laguna
... reverberated in me so strongly that tears welled in my eyes. I don't know when or how it got there, but this country is in my veins. I feel its mountains, markets, colors and clouds as closely as I feel my own heart beat.
This morning, pushing aside all the anxiety that is creeping in as I transition to 'life back home', I listen and breathe and feel alive. And I know, beyond doubt, that I did not come to Guatemala to say goodbye.
... days a funny thought kept returning to my head. I thought about the hoards of people lined up for an 'adventure experience' in Costa Rica. Looking for a thrill or some sort of adrenaline rush, travelers by the thousand don harnesses and life-vests and go zip-lining and white-water rafting all over Costa Rica, spending thousands of dollars in the process. And I went with them, and to tell the truth, my pulse is never racing more than it is on the second-class transportation ...
... me. He was wearing a thick wool sweater with a typical print, that although clean, looked as if it had seen him through everyday of the past 50 years. Once he settled in, adjusted the rope bag that was slung across him and found a comfortable spot for his cane, he finally took note of me. The man was facinated. He wanted to know all about where I was from, what I was doing, where I was headed. Did I like tortillas? Would I marry a Guatemalan? What does my brother do? ...
front was a man on his knees chanting and shouting and burning incense,
while an old women seemed to sleep and a young girl cried.
our understanding, this young girls husband is working in the US to
maybe earn money to pay for a illness she has, we weren't 100% sure, but
the offering was being made on his behalf, for his safe return.
It was a bizarre afternoon.
The following day we took ...
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- Free High-Speed Internet
- Room service
- Free parking