This is the first part of hopefully, a daily review of our latest trip with my wife. I haven’t updated my blog post for a while part because nothing exciting had happen (other than a ski trip, a pars fracture and the decision to sell all my current photo equipment) and part because i was lazy. So i’ll try making up for the lost time through these flash posts
Its our honeymoon and we are in Guatemala. In short, we skipped romanticism, paradise islands and luxury and opted instead for cheap hotels (with an exception), a backpack, four moderately safe countries and a group of unknown people. So this is Day 0! Resting after dont-know-how-many-hours of traveling, trying to kick away the jet lag and enjoying the luxury of wifi. Speaking of which, i had the privilege of enjoying at 27,000 ft on the way here. How cool is that!
This trip is all about a small adventure and getting up close and personal with the local culture. It consists of daily travel, various activities, visits to historical places, natural parks and volcanos (hence the name: ‘Volcano trail’) and lots and lots of hiking. Today we are enjoying the first and last piece of luxury throughout the whole trip with a 4-star bed for which my legs thank, a nice dinner after all the traveling, a proper breakfast and hot shower which as i have found out is a privilege in these countries.
The first leg of the Volcano trail adventure begins at Antigua Guatemala. As Wikipedia mentions, it is commonly referred to as just Antigua or la Antigua. Its a city in the central highlands of Guatemala famous for its well-preserved Spanish Baroque influenced architecture as well as a number of spectacular ruins of colonial churches. Antigua is located about an hour outside Guatemala city and while there are quite a few ways to get there we were advised to use a transportation company which specializes to this kind of travel. This is to avoid getting mugged or kidnapped, something quite common here. Chicken bus was another option which although sounds appealing by definition, we overlooked since we want to make sure we connect with the rest of the group. Oh and have i mentioned that 90% of the population don’t speak English? Im certain that chicken bus drivers do not belong to the 10% of the population that does.
So here we are. Day-0 and in still in bed typing on my iPhone. Speaking of which, i will be using for the majority -if not all- of the pictures. A laptop and a big
ass butt camera with a bunch of photo equipment was out of the question because of the nature of this trip and it wouldn’t simply fit into my 10kg backpack. At this point i would like to congratulate my wife for her bravery of stepping outside her female comfort zone and packing up 20 days worth of travel into a small backpack. This implies lot and lots washing on the go but thats the way to do it.
First post was a long one; the ones to come should certainly be smaller. So stay tuned for a daily update of the trip.
P.S: For anyone that may be wondering, Chicken bus is the public transportation here. Beats me to it why they named it this way but I’m pretty sure we will find out first hand at the foreseeable future.