I know I never wrote anything about the 2 day Mexico trip, but someday I´ll get to it. And if I don´t, and you really want details, you can ask me about it. Meanwhile, this is my last entry for Guatemala seeing as I leave Pana at 4am tomorrow morning. I should be back at my dad´s house sometime around 730 or 8 on the 30th. I´ll be in the states for 3 weeks before taking off again, so give a call so we can get together!

One of the things I have missed the most down here is female companionship. As in the states as well, I have a ton more guy friends than girl friends. But here, it is just really hard to make friends with the girls, they are very wary of the foreigners and dont want to get too close. The closest Ive come in these 4 months to having someone to confide in and gossip with has been Veronica. But the 10+ years difference between us makes it a bit difficult. NOW though...

Something I forgot to mention last time.  Pajaro and I are renting our little place from two girls, Sol en el Lago (Sun on the Lake) and Musica del Viento (Music of the Wind).  Um yeah.  Their mother, one of the most bonkers women Ive ever met in my life, lives on the other side of the lake in San Pedro, thank goodness.  I personally believe that the bonkers-ness may stem from the fact that she has six toes on each foot.   On another...

I moved into a house!  This is so cool!  Pajaro and I decided to split the cost of the place, so we”re paying 250q each a month (about 30$ or so) for a giant bedroom, bathroom with shower, pila, great kitchen and garden.  Its so fantastic I cant believe it!  Its on the other side of the river, in Jucanya, about a 10 minute walk to the center across a newly built hammock bridge.  (The other one was destroyed by Hurricane Stan last ye...

Oh man.  I am just now reallizing how insane yesterday was.  So I shall share it.   Pajaro got the great idea in his head that we would go up to his Grandmother's old abandoned house to cut firewood to take to her in her new not-abandoned house.  Fine.  That's a great idea, a sweet grandsonny thing to do.  So we grab a pick-up halfway up the mountain to a little pathway that points back down the mountain and clamber our ...