I'm in Guatemala. Why? Why not? There's a whole wide world to see. My aunt and I were interested in going somewhere and her time share company had space available in Antigua, Guatemala. It was that or British Columbia and frankly, I wanted to go some place warm.
So, we're in a small city about an hour outside Guatemala City, the capital. The capital has a double shot of things working against clean air - exhaust belching American school buses (more about that in a future post) used as the main source of transportation and sitting in a valley. Not good. I'm sure the locals face major health challenges as a result.
So today we just walked around our city, got some groceries, and ate some lunch. The locals really made an strong impression on me today. There is a large market with stall after stall after stall of locals plying their wares. Here are hard working people selling everything from saws, limes, flowers, ropes, huge mangos, recycled American clothes, and everything in between. And you know these folks go home to domiciles with dirt floors and corrugated metal walls. Thus, as I've said many times before . . .
poverty is not a character flaw.
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| Another stamp in the passaporte |
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| La Merced - one of many churches |
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| A Franciscan fryer Bartolome who lived to be 92. |
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| Some church ruins. Antigua is full of church ruins as it is surrounded by volcanos and has lots of earthquakes. I have seen no buildings taller than 2 stories and most are one. |
I'm in Guatemala. Why? Why not? There's a whole wide world to see. My aunt and I were interested in going somewhere and her time share company had space available in Antigua, Guatemala. It was that or British Columbia and frankly, I wanted to go some place warm.
1 comment:
Shane was just in Gautamala this past summer, and we have a picture of that exact church...the yellow one! I wish I could connect it to the comments, and I'd show you.
I love your traveling heart. How many stamps do you have in that passport of yours now, girl?
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