Antigua and Felix

After a 4 hour flight, not enough sleep, and exhaust filled taxi ride, we arrived in the Spanish colonial town of Antigua. Before we left, Adam booked us 2 nights at a hostel, which we all agreed was a great idea, especially considering that we arrived before 6am and would surely appreciate a bed right off the bat. However, our good feelings were tested when the cabbie got lost among the cobblestone streets and had to ask a local woman where the hotel ¨jUN-gle par-TEE¨ was located. Our tacky American asses cowered in shame in the backseat.

Other than its name, the Jungle Party Hostel, is pretty nice. We have our own room, but share a bathroom. The complimentary breakfast is tasty and more substantial than I need in the morning. I´ve become the dish of choice for the local mosquitoes. Adam and Glenn don´t need take their malaria pills when I´m around. Its only been 1 day and the little bastards have already found my ass crack. Bite count: Glenn = 0 Adam = 1 Marisa = 10

After napping for a few hours, we woke up and took care of business. 1. el banco 2. la farmacia
The boys had a recreational drug in mind but were a little hesitant to ask the pharmacist. So, as the designated wing woman, I stepped in, ¨Mis amigos necesitan ayuda. Tienes viagra?¨

The rest of the afternoon was spent exploring the town. Its quite charming, with tile roofs, brightly colored store fronts, a picturesque central square complete with a fountain, and some ruins circa 1500. We experienced our first afternoon rain storm. The thunder and lightening were very cool, actually. Especially the lightning because each strike acted as back lighting to the volcano. It poured while we were in the supermercado and 10 minutes later the streets turned to rivers. The afternoon weather encouraged us test out the song books that Adam and Glenn put together. They both brought travel sized guitars that sound surprisingly good, much like my singing voice. Ok, so the guitars might sound a little better than my attempt at Radiohead´s ¨creep.¨

This morning we learned about our friend, Hurricane Felix. He´s a category 3, still growing, and headed directly towards us. So, we´re abandoning our plans to go on a volcano hike and to spend a few days in San Pedro on Lake Atitlan. This afternoon we´re looking into flights to Cuba as the hurricane track map indicates that the storm will stay south of the island. We should know our new itinerary soon.

More stories to come, I´m sure.

Besitos,

Marisa