Al Final de Antigua
Posted on July 3, 2010 by jason3 Comments
We’re finally out of here. It’s time to figure out how to tie the new bike to the roof and hit the road. Here are just a few final words on a city we really liked.
Volcanoes!
It’s called Antigua for a reason. Everything is crumbling. There are probably 30 ruined churches in this tiny town.
Everyone here is really really nice.
For some reason, every time I walked into the town square I was openly offered weed by one of the shoe-shine boys. Everyone else seemed to be getting their shoes shined.
The little tiendas don’t have much inside, but are exceptionally well-organized. I’ve never seen anything like it.
We’ve had some of the best and most thoughtfully-prepared food here as anywhere on our trip. The plethora of excellent restaurants here is likely unparalleled elsewhere in Central America.
In two weeks, we stayed in 5 different places. We looked at at least 20 more. If you need a recommendation, just let us know.
Here is where I realized that I’m turning gray (early!) and there’s no more denying it (thanks Mike!) I’d be way more comfortable with it if it weren’t for the impending streak. Regardless, I will continue to act immature.
If you come in the summer, bring an umbrella. And a jacket.
I met Kristin at lunch one day at Y tu pina tambian and I had the keys to her apartment before dinner. It’s not what you think, but I’m going to tell the story that way from now on – and probably embellish it. It’s sort of a cushion for that going-gray thing.
Thanks again Kristin!
Oh, and be sure to drop by the Ocelot and say ‘hello’ to Shaun.
