On Thursday -while Munch was busy extracting all manner of sugary goods from her mamita- Lincoln, my dad, and I took a rickety old taxi forty miles west to spend a few hours wandering through the cobblestone streets and ancients ruins of Guatemala's architectural capital.
"American you say? No! I'd never guessed, not in those shoes!"
Lincoln wanted to hike one of the three volcanos that surround the city, but sadly that adventure will have to wait for a return trip.
We headed back to the hotel to meet up with these two and the English cousins who had spent an unfortunate afternoon becoming acquainted with Guatemalan health care system.
Yesterday we spent the day at my cousin's coffee farm for a family meet-and-greet luncheon and tour of the farm.
photog Ashley had just flow in that morning
The day's conversations persisted through lunch and dessert, the 45 min van ride back to the hotel, and a few hour session in the hotel's pool. Before we were to leave for dinner, I started to feel my own need to be become acquainted with the Guatemalan health care system. I passed on dinner in favor of an early evening in bed. Lincoln and Munch didn't get back to the room until almost 10pm, and she is still sleeping beside me as I write this.
Ahh. She awakes. And good thing too as today is a big day....