so i decided that i´m sick of not being able to understand most people (as obviously everybody here speaks spanish, and basically only spanish)... so i´m going to go back to school... to study... again.
supposedly the place to go to learn spanish is quetzaltenango (or xela - pronounced shay-la), so i decided to head into the mountains on the west side of guatemala.
the bus from leon to guatemala city is a 20 hourer. so i boarded at about 11am and met a cool english dude and his portugese GF, which was lucky because she could speak pretty good spanish and it was certainly required going over three borders
. well, it was a lot more full on than i thought hitting three borders in one bus ride. plus, there were about 10 local guys drinking hardcore as they were on a bucks getaway bash. they were dancing in the aisle and shit. was actually quite funny. two of them who were sitting together had a disagreement and had to be separated on the bus, but made up later and the whole bus was cheering which was pretty funny. was heated for a bit tho. was strange, besides us three ´chelas´(whiteys) the rest of the bus were nica´s or guates. all day and all night loud latino music was blaring (even when everyone was sleeping at like 4am), plus the speaker near us was stuffed and everytime there was bass it made a horrible noise. we had to wait 4 hours at the el salvador / honduras border crossing (el amatillo... where we slept for the night) as they were closed around midnight, there was a guy sitting behind me with three chickens (and this isn´t a chicken bus either... it´s a nicer ´luxury´bus... haha). the lady next to me found me quite comfortable and utilised me as a pillow whilst sleeping many times. when they weren´t blaring the music (which seemed to be the same song looped forever) they played this columbian drug gang war movie... with full on sex scenes, violence, hard drug use... on this public bus. crazy. haha. on the other side of the aisle was a mum and daughter (maybe 15yo) and they were just smiling at how awkward it was. weren´t angry or surprised. just can´t imagine it back home.
anyone that´s enough ranting about it. i got to xela safely... one way or another... after catching another bus from GC for 4 hours. met a nice guatemalean man and chatted to him in spanglish. but it proved that i really need to learn spanish!
xela´s nice... in the mountains, elevation of 2,335m. u notice it when u get here. surrounded by mountains. much cooler here, refreshing change to the last 5 weeks or so of heat. the local people seem nice too. nice city with a beautiful parque central. i hate to use the word, but it´s a nice colonial town.
what is it with me and buses... altho this one wasn´t as bad as the san jose ordeal... at least i got on this one!