Terrazo al noche

Today was great. It's my last day in Antigua. I got up, again late, and ate breakfast at the coffee shop around the corner. I went for a long walk and did a little shopping. I got my lovely sister a present, and I bought a couple of shirts for myself.

At the South end of the city, I found a really quaint Italian restaraunt. I had a proscieutto and mozzerala antipasto. The food was really great. I made my way back to my hotel. The courtyard of the main church in town is exploding with pilgrims in town for some sort of pre-Easter procession. I wandered around until it got too hot. I went back to my hotel room for a nap. I watched a movie on my computer, The Heartbreak Kid. Can I just say that the movie completely sucked! I was totally embarased for Ben Stiller. I plan on advising everyone I know to never watch that piece of shit.

When I woke up, it was nearly dinner time. I went back to the main church and there were thousands of people there. Some little kid, maybe four or five, grabbed me by the hand and started giving me a tour. I couldn't understand a single word he said, but he was sure full of personality. He wanted me to show him all of the pictures in my camera, and he wanted me to give him an explanation and story about every single one. He thought it was funny that my son was "so old", and he laughed hysterically at every picture of Jeff Cohen. Go figure!

I went to Gustavo's restaraunt for dinenr again, and I had a really nice conversation with a woman from Ireland. She and I made a committment to one another that we would spend more time traveling and less time working. Her work is similar to mine. She was kind of lovely. I wish she didn't have to run off with her friends so soon. I would have liked to talk to her for a little bit longer. Maybe a lot longer?

I walked back to my hotel and went back to the terrace on the roof. I sat alone for a few minutes when a guy came up and joined me. We struck up a really interesting conversation. He is a retired grain-farmer from Alberta, Canada. He and his wife travel around exploring ancient ruins. He's been to Egypt, Stonehenge, and various Mayan ruins. He would like to come to New Mexico and check out the pueblos some day. He had some really interesting perspectives on US politics.

Nights in Antigua are just gorgeous. Perfect weather. Lots of stars.

Tomorrow I'm headed to Lake Atitlan for a few days. I'm not really feeling much like writing tonight, but I know that I'll forget a good deal of all of this if I don't get it down. So, again forgive my horrible grammar. It is, after all, the thought that counts.

Gnight.