Down cobblestone streets full of color and noise. The temperature is in the high 70’s and the air is clean. The streets are full of people, I’m sad to see so many children working on the street selling things. My Pollyanna persona hopes that they go to school later or earlier in the day. Many women still wear traditional dress, and the color combination is astounding. I learn so much about color from just observing. There is often music in the air and the smell of coffee emanating from the little boutique shops is tantalizing. That said I’m not diminishing the fact that the wages are very low here and for many people life is hard. I hope you don’t mind my perspective of what I see. Just walking, fountains and feathers. The beautiful Chicken buses. The local market. Huipils. A huge warehouse full of surprises. I visit it every day to see what new goodies have arrived from the countryside. And then there are the churches.
We don’t stay in Guatemala City, but venture out to the city of Antigua, an hour and a half away from the main city. Antigua is a small city surrounded by volcanoes in southern Guatemala. It’s renowned for its Spanish colonial buildings, many of them restored following a 1773 earthquake that ended Antigua’s 200-year reign as Guatemala’s colonial capital. Notable architectural examples include baroque La Merced, a squat, yellow-and-white church. It’s an integral part of the city’s famous Semana Santa, a holy week with parades and rituals.
The second part of the trip will be to stay at Lake Atitlan at a hotel nestled on the lake. The beauty will take your breath away.
One of our stops in Mexico was to the BotanicGarden, Cosmovitral. I loved the shapes of the cactus combined with the stained glass and the beauty of a young woman celebrating her special day.
Words and images of a day in a small Mexican village.
I decided just to add the photos of the tools of the artists I have visited. Everything is beautiful, from a bucket of bolts to a piece of metal hanging in a turquoise
wall. I hope these images are an inspiration for you,
I put on another jacket today. One of a tour escort, so this morning was spent going over the paperwork and checking, checking and double checking the paperwork. I was still tired but forced myself to go out and walk… I’m very familiar with this area of Mexico City and it was wonderful to loose myself in the mysteries of a busy Sunday afternoon. I watched ballet on a big screen, wandered through small markets in the park and just observed the throng of people.
I’m not going to write anything like…. ‘It begins’ rather, each city I visit will be unique and be in a place of it’s own.
Its getting harder to keep up with the blog, I’m a day behind but all I can say is this is probably the most amazingly visual trip I have ever undertaken.
We had a superb day, but by then end the heat takes a toll on the body, these ladies lifted from the lives of suburbia were thrust onto the interesting and at times pure darn scary roads of Delhi. Yes, we also drove down the wrong side of the road amidst 5 pm traffic to get to our turn off quickly. We dodged thousands of motor bikes. We saw a family of 6 on one bike, and the variety of helmets makes your head spin.
You can just turn in front of anyone or cut off the car to the side of you as long as you use your horn. I love it and I’m in absolute awe of the drivers their driving skill is amazing.
It’s that transition from Tutor, tour guide, friend to Mother. From living in an environment where there are the high expectations of your peers and students to the day to day running of a house the responsibilities of wife, Mother and Grandmother.