After having my gate changed and an hour long delay because of the weather:
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I was finally on the plane to Miami. I happened to sit next to a guy on his way to Aruba because he decided to go last week! Besides the lady who had the same seat assignment (I think she looked at the wrong ticket) and pitched a fit, the flight went fairly well. In Miami I scarfed a piece of pizza and got ready to board the next plane to Guatemala City. All, of course, while furiously reading the book assignments that I couldn't finish because I only got them last week. On the plane to Guate an off duty flight attendant was next to me...I'm telling you that's the way to fly, first drinks and snacks, he knew where everything was! I got to practice my Spanish a bit on the flight as well.
When I landed in Guate, I had already filled out my customs forms and everything was a breeze. My luggage was exactly where it should be woohoo! I walked outside and there was Dr. Wallace waiting with a sign. He offered to take a bag, and yes Mom he said the black one was incredibly heavy.
We drove back to our hotel and I was thrust into a meeting to start off the program.
It feels like nothing has changed weather-wise, humid just like Cola!
Here are some pictures from the street on the way to hotel, I thought SC's drivers were bad...
There are beautiful parks everywhere.
Coppers..most of them carry shotguns, yeah....
It's kind of hard to see, but this lady was carrying a Wal-Mart bag on her head. Yes this consumerist market has perforated this seemingly native society.
Our hotel room was pretty cool, but I still couldn't figure out how to get the hot-water working in the shower:
I am off to bed for now and to Panajachel on the morrow.
