It's Labor Day in Guatemala. Antigua was a madhouse. I wish I had taken my camera into town on my walk. Young people making out on every corner, cars everywhere, food stalls set up on the square- a veritable party.
We had lunch today with a group of people Jon calls my "imaginary friends" (coined by my new imaginary friend Lori) that are part of the internet discussion board I frequent regarding Guatemalan adoptions. It is a great resource but I admit I can get a little obsessive about it. Anyway, we met at a very good restaurant called Posada Don Rodrigo.

We met a little boy named Malcolm who is here with his mom picking up little sister. I made the (fun) error of asking him if he put ketchup on his Cheerios this morning and we ended up with an hour long discussion of all the things you
wouldn't want to put on your Cheerios. I'll spare you the gory details but will tell you that just about every imaginable body fluid, animal part, and rotten food was on the list. Mmmmmmm.

Julian did great until the last 10 minutes and when we got home he crashed for a 3 hour nap.
The extended nap allowed me to finally get out and get oriented. Our apartment is about 4 blocks from the Parque Centrale, close to many restaurants and even a few "gourmet" stores. These stores are small, and have an assortment of American and European foods as well as baked goods, meat, and pre-prepared meals. One sells a bunch of stuff from Trader Joes marked to about 3 times American retail. I couldn't pass on the pelligrino.
Overall though, another mellow and fun day.

blogging together


reading together

and walkin' together
(thanks for the cool canadian hip carrier D, we love it!)
Jon says I've got to clean the kitchen, so I'm off...