After a week of moving from casa to casa, we have finally arrived in Antigua. This is a quaint little town with colourful buildings, artisian shops, and many great places to eat.
We have found our favorite place for lunch already. It’s a taqueria that has a street cart parked inside the restaurant that serves a variety of Mexican fare that a street cart is capable of making. We have quickly become friends with the pint-sized Guatemalan chef who tolerates my Español.
We spent day one exploring our new home and marvelled at all the buildings that have been scarred by earthquakes and age.
That afternoon we passed out in our room trying to catch up on our sleep thanks to the nightmare night bus we took to get there. That night we found a roof top patio and shared a pre-dinner drink before heading next door for Indian food. Well, Guatemalan Indian food. When I get home next week, I’m heading to the Mango Tree. Sorry DawnO.
Here are some more of our favorite pics:
I heard this happens when new mothers hear a baby cry.
Our last evening with Roxanne, she made it home safe and sound.
RB made it safe and sound, no drama. She almost made it all the way in premium seating. . . . but she got kicked out on the Delta leg, albeit after receiving a pre-flight mimosa. Bumped to the back. She did get the Plus seating on WestJet however. Thanks for looking after her robOdawnO. She really enjoyed her time with you.
Great pics! Be sure to have lots of street food for me!!