Japanese lunch, baños calientes, lots of hot chocolate and pan, a night of sangria and music, a story from the war, a shopping spree and a trip to Momostenango (how did I have time to have a Cold with all the going on? Who knows!!)
21.10.2012 - 28.10.2012
This week both started and ended well, but there was a little hiccup in the middle with a bad cold, but we will skim over that and talk about the more interesting parts of life!
My teacher this week was Ana, a lovely teacher-come-lawyer; she is a very good teacher and is studying law in her spare time.
This week, Monday’s documentary was excellent, Grain of Sand written by an America documentary film maker about the court case against the man who was the leader of Guatemala during the war; an exceptionally moving Documentary.
Tuesday I went to lunch with two girls from my house at a very tasty Japenese restaurant near to the large Market of Xela. I also went out in the evening, as a girl from the school got a gig in a local coffee-shop-come-bar and had a very nice time, speaking spanish (after a couple of Sangria’s) with two Guatemalteco friends-of-friends.
Wednesday I went on a trip with the school to some naturally hot baths in Chicovix, lovely large and warm swimming pool, and some very hot individual baths, just big enough to squeeze three and there being 6 of us on the trip from the school we split three and three (boys and girls) to bath in the super hot (and really relaxing water).
We will quickly skim Wednesday night through Friday … and say only that I drank lots of hot chocolate, and had three very early nights.
By Saturday I was thankfully feeling rather more spritely, thankfully, as I would have hated to have missed the amazing trip we went on with the school on Saturday. We to a local mountain, where during the war there was a Guerrilla Encampment, we were led there by an ex-Guerrilla, at a half run, which felt like part of the experience. He told various stories about his time there and about trips to and from there on the road, and when we got there, he spoke to us about a normal day in the life of a Guerrilla (who wasn’t in combat). It was truly fascinating.
Saturday afternoon, I managed to find time to buy my Xela earrings, cannot believe it took me so long! And to go on a book-buying shopping spree; buying 5 new books! It was definitely worth it…
Then on Sunday, after walking round the town square and staring at the locals making fascinating pictures on the ground for the last weekend in the festivities of the month of the Virgin (which virgin I am not quite sure, but an important one seemingly), I went with Derek to Momostenango, a small town about an hour outside of Xela, with a lovely church, a huge market, some fascinating rock formations and some hot baths … which I unfortunately had to skip – they were a very local affair, actually for washing rather than for relaxing and all the women went in fully clothed and I decided walking around totally soaked so soon after having such a bad cold wasn’t exactly the smartest thing to do… And finally on the way back, I was introduced to a new bread shop! I am looking fwd to some english muffins for breakfast...
…and that was my week, I got back just in time for Sunday dinner (a wonderful veggie chill), and am looking forward to an early night reading one of my new books.