Aug 30, 2007
Jun 30, 2008
Hasn´t all been play. Spent 6 hours pounding the streets advertising my website to all the hundreds of language schools here. Tomorrow we´re off to a lake that Aldous Huxley described as the most beautiful in the world, to stay in a place that offers yoga and reiki and all that malarkey for a bit of r n r. Lovely jubbly.
Lovely Antigua. Gringolandia of Guatemala sure, but after all our rumbles in the jungle, it´s a welcome spell of wandering cobbled stone streets, taking pictures of rustic colonial style buildings, munching veggie food and cake, drinking coffee in courtyard cafes, watching the world go by, admiring the gorgeous colourful fabrics of the local dress, and... shopping of course. So far we´ve acquired a hand-sewn patchwork bedspread reminiscent of the technicoloured dreamcoat, other overly bright bits of fabric, and a few hand-woven table runners (Chris is like, "What the hell´s going on... I´m buying table runners?" But they´ll look ever so nice hung on the wall too I say.) Perhaps we should save the money for the mortgage before we keep spending on the furnishings, but that would be too sensible.