We're lying in bed on our last night in Guatemala. After being told that this was definitely not a party place, I'm having trouble falling asleep because of the boom, boom, boom of the bass and drums from some sort of "festival" they're holding a ways down the lake. But sound carries well on water, so we can pretend we're at the celebration. We arrived in Flores right on schedule and for once I actually slept decently well. Ola didn't have the same luck. S...

We're settled onto the bus, and aside from the fact that my seat's beside the bano and therefore a tad smelly, I'm pretty happy. The chairs are big and recline, it's a single row so no one beside me, and the driver gave us a little bag with pop and chips when we boarded. Not bad for 180 quetzals! (exchange rate is 7.85, feel free to do the math) Apparently there are two days of the week, Thursdays and Sundays, everyone flocks to a town called Chichicastenang...

I'm sitting in the bust station (well one of them) in Guatemala City, having just taken a shuttle bus from Panajachel to Antigua and another from Antigua here. Since we have close to an hour until our overnight bus to Flores leaves, I thought I'd take this opportunity to start recounting some of our undertakings from our second stop-s. We arrived in Pana (as the locals call it), the main town on Lake Atitlan, early in the morning and immediately hopped onto a...

We were grateful to finally arrive in Antigua, especially after six hours in a van with a triad of annoying, high energy, Americans. We found a hostel and went out for a wander and some dinner and, for the first time in ages, got a good night's sleep! The next morning we decided to simply wander around. Antigua is a really lovely city that is not unlike Granada, but with a slightly less touristy feel to it. We checked out several churches and a bunch of rui...

We're heading into Guatemala at lunch time today. I can't believe that we've already been gone for a month. As is so often the case with travel, it feels much shorter and much longer all at the same time. It's quite fascinating; after being told about how awful Honduras would be, and experiencing such an unpleasant start, I'm amazed to say that I've fallen in love with the place and wish we had more time here. The town of Copan Ruinas turned out to be nothi...