Guatemala, Part Three: Chicken Beers, Lava, and Chance the Rapper

The people were clamoring for it, so I delivered. And by people clamoring, I mean my mom asking if I was “ever going to finish your Guatemala posts” one time over dinner five days ago.   Guatemala, Episode Three: Curfews Are For Nerds So, where we left off. Busses, sick gringos, and a three-hour drive…

Guatemala, Part One: Getting there is half the fun!

New England weather is a fickle thing. One day it looks like spring has come early, the next day I’m busting my ass on a snowy side walk during a legit snow storm. My coccyx is fine, don’t worry. Since I hate being cold and I hate snow storms, I won’t be hiking this week…