2003 Archive
Burning the Devil
Each year Guatemalans celebrate my birthday, December 7th, with massive drinking, carousing, parades of devils and bonfires with a celebration called el Quemado del Diablo (the burning of the devil). Luckily they didn't notice that I was there in person and they only burnt my effigy. Phew. It's one of what seems to be an [...]
Culture shock
Ok, I've been suffering a bit of culture shock changing locations a little too quickly in the last week: Tarifa surfin' town Spain, Tangier in Morocco, Gibraltar a little bit o' the UK, Granada and now the Super 8 Motel in Houston, friggin Texas just outside the lovely George Bush Airport. Tomorrow, I'll be in [...]
New York Carrot and Stick
I think I’m safely out of New York’s clutches. The Portuguese coast is on the monitor so I can write that. It was touch and go for a while, it seemed like New York was trying to keep me. It was kind of a carrot and stick approach. Funny, it wasn’t so many years ago [...]
Searching the Pyramids in Lago Atitlan, Guatemala
Text by 17. Photos by 28. *** The journey from the international backpackers hangout (and, increasingly, luxury destination as well) of Antigua to the villages of Lago Atitlan requires bus and boat transport. The hardcore budget traveler knows they can get to Panachel (or just "Pana" to those in the know) via Guatemala's famous "chicken [...]
From Lago Atitlan, Guatemala
Images by28 OK. I have got myself situated again. A lovely Guatemalan hillside village on the shore of Lake Atitlan, about 10 miles by 5 miles, surrounded by dramatic volcanic mountains. Colorfully dressed people bustle along narrow meandering cobblestone streets. They are incredibly friendly and unshy. It is truly fantastic to me, takes my breath [...]
Dispatches from Ruhengeri, Northwestern Rwanda
I am in Rwanda in Central Africa visiting my husband for two weeks. Here are some impressions and several photos, brought to you courtesy of Frank's incredible computer persistence. "Talking about a Revolution" After breakfast this morning, Frank and I prepared to set out on a walk to his office, but as we emerged from [...]
