so much to tell
Well, I´m really doing. I´m writing something on this travel blog. I apologize for being such a lousy blogger. If it´s any consolation, I can´t even write in a diary consistently. I actually apologize to myself in my diary. Ok, let´s not waste any more precious internet time on apologies. Here´s a story:
We´re in Guatemala... sort of. I´m in Guatemala. Carlin used to be in Guatemala. Long story short, and then I´ll get to the good stuff.
Annie was traveling with us for a bit. Her flight leaves from Belize City on Saturday. Carlin is being a kind friend and has lovingly escorted her across the border. We´ll meet up back in Flores, Guatemala. ¨What´s that?¨ you ask. Let me tell you.
Flores is a sweet little town in Guatemala on Lake Peten. Literally on. It´s an island, but it seems to be somewhat of a peninsula. I´m not sure which it officially is.
Anyway, we stayed in a little hostel with Annie. The beds are big and comfortable, and only 25 Qetzales, which is a little over $3 US. We got ther Monday. Tuesday was a super fun filled day. We slept in (always a pleasant experience), and ate brunch at our hostel. Who knew that eggs, beans, toast, and coffee could be so deliscious? Yup, I said beans. Did I spell deliscious correctly? Whatever.
We took a walk down the shore after stuffing ourselves and hanging out. We were on the hunt for Kayaks. Eventually somebody noticed a beautiful, fancy hotel with a waterfall and pool (n.b. remember this hotel for later). The hotel rented kayaks, so we got ourselves some paddles, gave them 100Q, and went off on our adventure. With a bit of yelping and a lot of giggling, the initial awkwardness and fear of falling in quickly passed. Kayaks go fast! Lake Peten is huge, and we thought it would be a good idea to try to paddle all the way around the edge. That obviously didn´t happen. Instead, we went exploring along the shores. I should mention that I successfully peed off the side of my kayak without actually fully entering the water. It was an impressive feat and worth mentioning. These sun starved California girls then headed for the middly of the lake where we baked in the sun for about an hour. We just lay down on the backs of our kayaks and let ourselves drift in the gentle waves.
Oh no, there´s more to this story, but the internet place is closing in a few minutes.
I´ll get to the really good stuff tomorrow. This will just have to wet your appetite. Stories about fish, monkeys, pyramids, and toucans await.
Signing off before they sign me off.
Love,
D Rizzle, the bad blogger
p.s. mom, your hints got through. i promise to write more tomorrow.
We´re in Guatemala... sort of. I´m in Guatemala. Carlin used to be in Guatemala. Long story short, and then I´ll get to the good stuff.
Annie was traveling with us for a bit. Her flight leaves from Belize City on Saturday. Carlin is being a kind friend and has lovingly escorted her across the border. We´ll meet up back in Flores, Guatemala. ¨What´s that?¨ you ask. Let me tell you.
Flores is a sweet little town in Guatemala on Lake Peten. Literally on. It´s an island, but it seems to be somewhat of a peninsula. I´m not sure which it officially is.
Anyway, we stayed in a little hostel with Annie. The beds are big and comfortable, and only 25 Qetzales, which is a little over $3 US. We got ther Monday. Tuesday was a super fun filled day. We slept in (always a pleasant experience), and ate brunch at our hostel. Who knew that eggs, beans, toast, and coffee could be so deliscious? Yup, I said beans. Did I spell deliscious correctly? Whatever.
We took a walk down the shore after stuffing ourselves and hanging out. We were on the hunt for Kayaks. Eventually somebody noticed a beautiful, fancy hotel with a waterfall and pool (n.b. remember this hotel for later). The hotel rented kayaks, so we got ourselves some paddles, gave them 100Q, and went off on our adventure. With a bit of yelping and a lot of giggling, the initial awkwardness and fear of falling in quickly passed. Kayaks go fast! Lake Peten is huge, and we thought it would be a good idea to try to paddle all the way around the edge. That obviously didn´t happen. Instead, we went exploring along the shores. I should mention that I successfully peed off the side of my kayak without actually fully entering the water. It was an impressive feat and worth mentioning. These sun starved California girls then headed for the middly of the lake where we baked in the sun for about an hour. We just lay down on the backs of our kayaks and let ourselves drift in the gentle waves.
Oh no, there´s more to this story, but the internet place is closing in a few minutes.
I´ll get to the really good stuff tomorrow. This will just have to wet your appetite. Stories about fish, monkeys, pyramids, and toucans await.
Signing off before they sign me off.
Love,
D Rizzle, the bad blogger
p.s. mom, your hints got through. i promise to write more tomorrow.