Piece of advice...

Don´t eat funky meatcake things from comedores in rural highland Guatemala. Just don´t.
I spend the weekend more or less sick. Not too bad, really...but blech. Had to happen sooner or later, I suppose. So the last couple days I´ve been eating strictly canned or packaged food at Miriam´s house, as well as Subway at the mall thing in Xela. Yay.

On a better note: before I got sick, Friday afternoon Miriam and I climbed a volcano, and hung around the little lake that´s in the crater. It´s called Chicabal (or something like that), and was an absolutely hell of a hike, but amazingly beautiful. About 5 miles each way, we climbed climbed climbed...It´s at over 8000 feet in elevation, so I was out of breath a lot of the way. I´m still a little sore. The lake was a deep blue green, surrounded in dense jungley hills, full of mist and birds chirping. Way neat.

Tomorrow we are traveling to Antigua, where Miriam has a training thing. I´ll be spending Wed, Thur and Friday exploring around on my own, probably drinking with her and her Peace Corps buds at night. Then we´re spending the weekend at Lake Atitlan, which is a major tourist spot, as well as sacred to the Mayans. Then heading back to Xela, I presume. I´ll probably start making my way north again shortly after that.

Missin ya all!

Pax