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Guatemala I love you so

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It’s probably time to start discussing my Guatemala trip and throwing photos at you.  It already feels like a lifetime ago and a million miles away, well that second part is probably true.  It’s hard to remember what my expectations where before I left for Guate, but these words came to mind: unsafe, third world, dirty, colorful, busy city, and travel.  About half of those turned out to be true, but some of those words were a bit off.  The words I’d use to describe Guatemala now are, colorful, green, nice people, yummy food (NOT mexican food), adventures, green hills, volcanos, and third world/ bustling city, oh and crazy crazy drivers.

The trip was inspired by Cassie, who moved down there back in July.  She had some things planned for our trip and I couldn’t have been happier with their outcome.  First, hang out in Guatemala City which most tourists skip and I’m so glad I didn’t.  Yes it’s crazy, but also so great to see how another city functions or how their roads are totally whack or that I was definitely the only tall blonde person for miles.  Next we went to Antigua for the day/night on our way to Semuc Champey.  Antiqua is touristy, gorgeous and cobblestoney.  Yes that’s a word.  Semuc Champey was way back in the outskirts of the wilderness, an 8 hour shuttle ride, up and down a windy, wet, slippery dirt road and on a partially flat tire.  This was was Cassie best describes as “Indiana Jones” adventures. We could hear the Indian Jones theme song all day long, we road in the back of a truck with 15 people (standing), swam in bat caves, jumped off rocks, swam with a candle in hand and went as far back as we could go.  I fell at one point which really shook me up.  It made me realize that we are so vulnerable in nature and to be more cautious.  The nearest hospital was 3 hours way on a dirt road.  I didn’t want to take any chances.  And yes, I saw one bat hanging above, all snuggled in for the day.  I even saw it strreeetch it’s cute wing.  After the bat caves we dove in the river via a rope swing.  This was rad up until the point where this girl in our group almost didn’t jump off the swing and could have seriously broken her back.  We then tubed down the river and laughed at the three people from singapore who didn’t know how to swim, and then feared for their lives when they did NOTHING to try and get to shore before the waterfall around the bend.  Oy!  THEN we had lunch. After lunch, we hiked to the top of the hill, which felt much more like a mountain, and took pictures of actual Semuc Champey, which was breathtaking, hiked down and explored the river.  This was a major highlight of the trip, warm blue water, new found friends, green green hills.

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It was the devil’s birthday, so tradition has it that you burn a devil piñata in the street and rid your sins from the year.

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This is Antigua, see what I mean about cobblestoney?

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These tostadas need a whole post in themselves thats how good they were.  If I could have one thing here in the states it would be these tostadas.  Don’t be deceived, it looks plain, but good lord its a slice of heaven, or a tortilla shell of heaven.

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Here we stayed in Semuc in a  cabina

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Mayan tradition says you wear face paint, or the tour guide was playing a big joke on all of us.

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This picture above does not do it justice, but it really looked like heaven on hearth at this moment

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Totes normal.

After our trek back to the city, we drove our car up to San Pedro at Lake Atitlan.  Having a car was glorious up until we got stopped by the policia and had to pay them $200Q ($25) for driving without a license.  I had to take the wheel with my drivers license, Cassie’s passport and another person’s car registration, huh?  Anyways, San Pedro was amazing.  Quant little lake town with too much time on our hands.  We ate, we drank, made amazing friends Katie and Steph.  The highlights here are quiz night, Zoola food and hiking to the top of Indian Nose at 4am to watch an active volcano and sunrise over the lake.  Epic I tell you.  We ended up staying in San Pedro for the duration of the trip and skipping out on the beach.  We packed in a day trip to Chichicastenango, where the huge Sunday market is. Pronounced “Chia-cast-eh-nahn-go”

This is such a brief summary on such a big adventure, but I’ll let the pictures tell the story.

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Lake Atitlan!

 

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Also, totes normal.

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Every.single.one of the tortillas in this country are hand made and I vote these tortillas for president!

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Real life yo.

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COFFEE!!

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These are the girls we met in San Pedro, both Australian and both amazing.

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Chichicastanango!

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This was the cemetery outside of Chichi and boy was it colorful

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This lady here on my right made the shirt I am wearing.

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We set fireworks off at the top of Indian Nose

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See on the right how it totally looks like a face in the mountains, that’s indian nose.

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And lastly, this guy made my shoes!!!

Flower Crowns

Here it is 4th of July again, my 3rd in this great city of SF.  3rd in which we lazed about and kept it pretty low key.  Its a hard one for me to grasp.  On one hand my whole childhood is called and saying, “hullo, the beach is where its at, hot, sandy, salty water and all that watermelon.”  On the other hand, the beaches here are .. meh, foggy or “fogsey” as Kelan said it earlier.  So, we laze about and enjoy the empty city.  You know, take advantage of no line at brunch, no crowd on the street.  Tomorrow we will brunch it up in hopes that the normal hour wait is down to 15 min.   Hot dogs, corn on the cob and a big ol’ pile of green beans are whats on the menu.

Soooo, since I don’t have any pictures of our cub-razy 4th.  I will flood you with our trip to SB a couple weekends ago.  We went, and discovered it was the Solstice festival, which was pretty rad since I’ve never had the chance to go.  Kelan and I left late Sunday, shared the drive as the other lazed and dozed about.  We ate our backyard bowls on the squirrel stairs, wore flower crowns, drank large amounts of beer, laughed our butts off, ate my favorite thai, watched Maleficent and thoroughly enjoyed ourselves.

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I had confetti in my hair for three days.  I’m pretty sure there was confetti in my hair when I went to work on Monday.

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Doesn’t he look adorbs?

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On the drive home we found what I call Pelican city, which is my new favorite stop alongside the 101.  It’s pretty much home to a gabillion pelicans.  They fly in and nussle in next to all their little friends.

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Girl’s Weekend

It’s June which usually means it is time for my annual trip to Santa Barbara. This is a tradition I wasn’t even aware that I had.  The other night, the night before take off for SB I thought to my self “what was I doing a year ago this week” you know because you can do that with instagram.  So I scrolled and scrolled and to my surprise I was in Santa Barbara a year ago this week.  Then I went two years back, same thing (plus or minus one week) then three years back same thing!  Four years back doesn’t exist on my instagram, but I can bet you that I was in SB.  Every year at this time I must get the unrelenting urge to bake my body in the sun, roam around the spanish style architecture and squeeze all my favorite pretty faces.  So we went, Amanda, Harlow and I strapped the bags to the car, our leashes to the seat belts and whizzed down California.

 

Boy was it the right decision.  I won’t lie, we both wondered if we had the time, or if we were up for the total 10 hours of driving. #worthit should have been the motto because everything we did felt like that.  Worth it.  We went to my favorite breakfast spot Back Yard Bowls.  Met another Amanda and another min pin, we visited Stina and delivered her bowl.  Then on up to the mountains we headed before going to the beach.  Along the way we found an estate sale.  I don’t even want to get into the house I mean estate it was where I should live and have 20 babies and make Jam.  Seriously, you have to have 20 babies to live in that estate because there were about 20 bedrooms, maybe more.  After scoring a couple finds, one which Kelan now calls the navaho blanket and a rickety-too-tall coffee table we scurried halfway up the mountain, took some pics and ran straight to Santa Clause lane.  From there we proceeded to nap, swim, and nap some more.  I forgot how much I love swimming in the ocean.

Later that night we had dinner with my friends and laughed our butts off.  The weekend was a blast and I am so happy to report that I am headed back that way in a couple with with Kelan.   Here are some pics to prove how divinely perfect the weekend was.

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we found so much inspiration at this church in Montecito.  I’d driven past it a million times but never had the gust to pull over and roam through.  This is now on my top 5 places to see when visiting SB.

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After this trip I was feeling inspired, full and ready to tackle the world.  A few blows here and there and now I am back to doubting it all over again.  What happened.  Where did the “I can do anything” go?  I suppose it’s time I put my money where my mouth is and start ACTING on what my goals are.  Stop wasting the moments that slip past so easily, start really working towards the life I want.  I see it so clearly in my head, yet when I go to act and make a first step I seem to make a wrong turn or sprain my ankle.  If I want the end result i have to be willing to work towards it, day and night relentlessly.  There should be no other option, because in my head thats how it feels.  Like there is no other choice.  I can’t go back and change my major, or make different decisions, heck even if I did maybe I wouldn’t have found this gut feeling.  No more shoulds and coulds and whole bunch more “yes lets get em!”