Month: November 2015

An event in the square today.

Behind me, the paper lady received her breakfast of hot milk, tortillas and sauces. She smiled at me when I asked her if it was good and gave me the thumbs up. The milk was served from a hidden container in a basket shrouded in towels and held in a hand-made raffia bag. The milk was steaming as it was poured into the cup.

Do you know what happens to US school buses when they retire? They become ‘Chicken buses’

When American school buses reach the age of ten years or 150,000 miles, they are sold at auction. Many of these buses are bought and driven down through Mexico to Guatemala where they are prepared for their second lives. In contrast to their modest first lives as yellow buses carting children to school, their second lives are spent stuffed with people, topped with roof racks full of cargo, and driving at high speeds over mountain passes. The old yellow paint is covered with colorful murals and praises to Jesus. They are called. “Chicken buses”

Capturing, color, enthusiasm and the delight of Antigua Guatemala, for my quilt inspired friends.

I began my day by writing an article for a student in South Africa, then yes my dear friends I hit Antigua hard today. I started out in ‘fancy schmancy’ clothes and went back for the shorts and t shirt and of course the Mexican hat because I was just too hot. It was quite warm and clear despite the forecast for rain so I was absolutely delighted.