Business as usual

Well, it turns out Stacey and Jessie aren’t much company at all. They spent most of their time cooped up in their room and then promptly disappeared to another town. I woke up the next morning to find the house had flooded again, this time with the cover off the drain. So much for that theory. I think the culprit is this waist-deep ditch alongside the west wall.



It doesn’t look as if it has very good drainage. What perplexes me is how they didn’t catch this before I moved in. It rains literally every day here. I seems likely that it would have flooded at least once during the construction process.

My other housemate has arrived, hopefully this time for good. His name is Mike and he’s fresh from four weeks on Spanish classes in Quetzaltenango. He’s been all over the world. Born in Canada, he spent many of his formative years in New Zealand. His most recent job was as an accountant at a University in Sydney, Australia. Mike is a bit disappointed to find that there isn’t more of a colorful cast of world travelers working here at Enlace, but he’s also excited by the authenticity of this place, noting that we’re almost the only gringos in this town of about 20,000.



Speaking of other gringos, I spoke briefly with an LDS missionary from Denver Colorado who goes by Elder Rennie. He told me that there is evidence to suggest a link between the native peoples of Utah and those associated with the nearby similar-sounding ancient city of Utitlán. Go figure.