Mud on the Highway

Rain = Mud on the highway. Doesn’t “Mud on the Highway” sound like it should be a song or something? Maybe I’ll write one? Or maybe Alan Kydd should write one as penance for not starting his blog!

Salto de Chilasco

130 M (426′) – the tallest waterfall in Central America. We were there this afternoon. This shot was taken at the bottom of the falls. Very misty. How to get there from our house: Drive on the highway southeast 41 km. Turn left and drive 14 km on the dirt road. Park and hike 3 … [Read more…]

To Antigua

Tactic to Antigua: 225 KMTactic to Antigua yesterday: 5 Hours, 14 minutesThats 43 km/hr. Before leaving, I changed a flat and bought a new tire at the pinchazo in San Julian. Listened to some Ron Sexsmith, Arcade Fire, and a mix CD from Salomé. I passed some trucks in the passing lane of oncoming traffic … [Read more…]

Vapors

Nearly four years ago, I visited Tikal with Amber, Saison, Dean, and Mariah. Very little has changed since that time. Most noticeably, more areas are restricted to the public – not to be considered a deterrent however as none of the signs are obeyed by anyone (well, I obeyed them) (mostly). The other thing that … [Read more…]

If you drop your keys…

…in a river of molten lava, let ’em go, cause man, they’re gone! I climbed Volcano Pacaya with my sister, Saison a couple weeks ago. The hike lasted 2 hours to cover 4 kms (2.5 miles). The vertical increase was 800 m (about 2600 feet), the last 400 m was very steep and over volcanic … [Read more…]

Thirty-Trente-Treinta

I turned 30 on the day after the Ides of March and the day before St. Patrick’s Day. The only real difference I can see is that my gotee seems to be thicker, but it could just be soup… I spent my birthday morning teaching English and Music to grades 8-10. I then abruptly packed … [Read more…]

Stan Rogers

As I prepared a turkey and did dishes and squeezed oranges this morning, I cranked iTunes and let Stan Rogers echo through my cement block house. [drawing by Anthony Hare] Those not familiar with Canadian folk legend Stan Rogers should get to know his work. From my memory, I remember that he was a son … [Read more…]

These past 7 days

[Ervin and Estuardo carrying blankets] Friday: I was in San Lucas Tolimán delivering aid to the victims of Hurricane Stan, walking down this pictured street, speaking to Amber on the phone when behold! I had to jump to the left because I was about to step into a fountain of urine proudly spouting from a … [Read more…]