Hey man, want some ganja?

I’ve been asked that exact question twice today, and my answer is: NO! I don’t want some freaking ganja! Offer me some chicky’s, at least they are tasty and aren’t illegal in any countries! Just because I’m white and between the ages of 17 and 25 does not mean I smoke pot!

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Chicky's!

I’ve been asked that exact question twice today, and my answer is: NO! I don’t want some freaking ganja! Offer me some chicky’s, at least they are tasty and aren’t illegal in any countries! Just because I’m white and between the ages of 17 and 25 does not mean I smoke pot!

End Rant

Anyway, other than being asked if I wanted any pot twice today in poor english, I had a really awesome day. I woke up at about 5:40 this morning, laid in bed for another 3 hours (a luxury in itself) and then got up and dressed. I headed over to Los Barandales for breakfast, it’s the same place that I get internet at. Anyway, I sat down outside for a kind of lonely breakfast whenever a group of four college-aged students came and sat down at the table next to me. I started talking to them, the usual conversation you have with anyone who is traveling, where you from, what are you doing, etc. Right about that time another 6 of their friends showed up and it became a pretty big group really fast. It was cool talking with them, and definitely better than eating alone. Anyway, we talked a little longer about Guatemala and what to do in Pana, then I headed out to meet up with Brittany and a group of her friends from North Carolina who are all here for the same social work/spanish stuff.

We all hopped a truck and headed to San Antonio de Palopo, another village on the lake to check out their Corpus Christi festival, it was pretty cool and that’s where some of the pictures I posted up are from. It was basically like a super small fair that mostly revolved around the local market and a marimba ochestra concerty type thing. We hung around there for a little while, some of the girls got hit on by an extremely drunk Guatemalan in his 40’s (we saw more than a few borrachos running around, mind you this was at about 12 in the afternoon.) Around 2 we hopped back on another truck, it’s the cheapest way to get back and forth between the pueblos, and we came back to Pana. I was tired so I watched some TV and took a nap until about 5:30. I attempted to watch South Park in spanish, but the humor just doesn’t translate very well at all. After my nap, I went out and ran back into Brittany so we went and hung out at a restaurant that caters to gringos called Solomans Porch. After that I headed over to the Dispensa (spelled W-A-L-M-A-R-T, literally, walmart owns it, sorry mom) and picked up a plunger(because my toilet was clogged), some bread and syrup(to complete the ingredients required for a peanut butter and syrup sandwich) and some shampoo and soap (because I didn’t pack a big bottle of it to save space). This pretty much leads me back to here at Los Barandales, watching the world go by, and sipping on a limonada con soda in a margarita glass, feeling a little sunburnt and just chillin, a great day.

Until tomorrow,

Parker

Happy thought of the day: I was kind of wondering what I was going to do for money for this entire trip until I remembered that I get a paycheck either tomorrow or Monday=]

Second happy thought: tell the stoned and half drunk guy trying to sell you pens while your updating your blog that you are from guatemala and he gives you a fist pound, apologizes, and goes away!

Pics: Santiago boats(top) and Corpus Christi in San Antonio de Palopo(not top)

Will post more photos tomorrow, goes super slow and didnt work last time. and oh yeah, i keep forgetting to add it on here, i got to pull a root tip out of a womans mouth yesterday, it was pretty cool.

(now its realllly over.)