Antigua

I hope my loyal readers will forgive my half-month hiatus. From August 22 (happy birthday!) to August 31 I was on the road with Lori and, for the last four days with her sister Beth.

Lori arrived around 5:20 a.m. in Guatemala. In order to avoid the roads at night, I had taken a chicken bus (a big, colorful refurbished US school bus that plays chicken with other vehicles in order to pass) to a hostal about five blocks from the airport. After a warm reunion, we were off to Antigua in a shuttle.

I had taken Mike's advice a week prior and booked us a room at "Casa en Familia" a charming, unmarked little hotel toward the North end of town. I proved a good tip. The price is very reasonable, the service is good and the lady in charge is as sweet as can be. They even have a fridge for guest, of which we made ample use.

Apart from strolling the streets and taking in the sights of all the church ruins, Lori and I did little the first day besides catch up on sleep and and book a the following day's trip to Pacaya. Never before has doing so little felt so good.

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