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Echoes and Mirrors » 2007 » February

Archive for February, 2007

Thursday, February 8th, 2007

I sit, typing this, 60 feet or so off the seawall in Puerto Quetzal, Guatemala. It’s still very warm and humid outside, even at a quarter to five in the morning. It will be stupidly hot by noon, cooling off around dinner time to something reasonable, yet slightly uncomfortable. I have spent the last four days setting up, tearing down and moving (just to setup or tear down again) tents.

To top it all off, there is a puma running around in the jungle on the other side of the road from us. It stared one guy down and sent another running for the tent. Fun.

Guatemala City on the other hand, is quite pleasant. The near two-weeks I spent there was, to say the least, enjoyable. It’s altitude keeps it cool, making your only worries the rampant street-crime and vehicle exhaust (because, friend, you’re stuck in traffic all the time).

When you drive by locals here, they do not smile and wave. This disturbs me, because even the Iraqis waved at us. These ones are wondering if we’ll breakdown so they can rob us I bet. There are naked children and naked adults and chickens and dogs and rubble everywhere. I saw a dog dragging itself along by it’s front two legs only (it’s rear legs were… disabled, I’m guessing) and a pickup truck with it’s bed full of pigs. I saw a table full of old men drinking at seven am.

Last, but not least, all the girls here are either generally unattractive, or they’re fat. The only exceptions being those seventeen and under. Fascinating, and sad at the same time. The girls in GC are generally very good looking.

That’s it for the moment. Things should be looking up a bit when I get to my next destination in this land they call the ‘soul of the earth’.

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