The bad-Spanish dreams have finally started. Last night I think I was trying to tell people I was afraid (of humiliating myself?) and kept yelling Tengo mierda! Tengo mierda! — and then to my horror realized what I was saying. This morning I saw what I thought was the ugliest, most disorganized spider ever. Its legs didn’t know what to do with themselves. It turned out to be eight columns of ants carrying a piece […]
Read moreMonth: January 2008
Little Drummer Boy
I forgot to put this up for my January 11 post. It’s a little guy and his dad who were performing near El Arco. [flashvideo filename=wp-content/video/boy.flv image=wp-content/video/boy.jpg /] Next Central America entry >> _
Read moreFootloose
This morning I pried myself out of bed after a 12-hour sleep and responsibly ate spinach salad before chocolate cake at Cafe Condezza with Maria. I’d never ridden a tuc-tuc before. It’s like a martini shaker as it throttles across the stones and potholes. Maria helped me get a Guatemala card for my cellphone (let me know if you want the number). After she headed home I meandered around the city for a couple hours. […]
Read moreI’m Here!
Estoy en Guatemala! My first flight’s half-hour delay made my brief connection in El Salvador dicey, but I leapt on board just in time. I’m squirmy on planes — can’t get comfortable — but thanks to Ambien advice from my friend M, the trip was over before I knew it. It surprised me when people like the flight attendant switched to English when talking to me. How did she know? is my first thought. I’m […]
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