We had a nice visit with my dad and then headed to Portland where we picked up burgers at an historic diner to eat while we watched a World Series game in our hotel room near the airport. Next morning we watched the sunrise evolve as we flew to LA.
Note to self: try to avoid flying through LAX on future trips. We flew to DFW in Dallas for a smooth connection to our Guatemala-bound flight.
The sun sets around 6 or 6:30 year round this close to the equator.
We wormed our way from Guatemala City to Antigua through heavy traffic in the fine company of our driver, Enrique, arranged for us by our favorite little hotel in Antigua, Casa Cristina.
After a great night's sleep in this angelic room
we checked out the views from the rooftop terrace which included this rose,
this view of the active Volcán Fuego,
and early morning light on La Merced.
We enjoyed a robust breakfast just down the block at Fernando's (that is house chocolate in those crepes and, yes, breakfast dessert is worth a try)
and focused our few hours of Antigua exploration time this trip on gorgeous La Merced.
We also looped around the parque central, under the iconic Santa Catalina arch, and through the museumesque Nim Pot store to spark folk art ideas for our home in San Pedro, but I have taken more than my fair share of photos of those places (and subjected many of you to them) so kept my camera in my pocket.
and traveled in a van with driver Manuel from Antigua to Panajachel (also arranged through Casa Cristina) with a brief view stop and a brief bathroom break.
1.5 quetzales each (about 12 cents) for entrance to the (toilet seatless) bathroom in the parque central of Sololá and a folded hank of toilet paper.
We ate a snacky lunch (fruit juice and pastries purchased at the bakery across from La Merced in Antigua) on the lancha from Pana to San Pedro - transition from Oregon to San Pedro complete.