Rain

It was pouring like crazy yet we still ventured out on foot to the center of Santiago to get something to eat. I don´t know why we decided not to take the 3 wheeled taxis or tuk tuks as you call them however, maybe we just wanted an adventure. Dodging huge ass puddles and rivers flowing from the steep slopes down the mountain side, we were soaked as we finally made it to town. And alas we came to know or at least I did that the town shuts down pretty much shuts down when it rains outside. However, despite all the rain, the loud music coming from the makeshift church in the corner hut could be heard from all angles of town. A quick peek in told a lot as it was blatent that it was an evangelical church. Lots of music and preaching however, surprisingly thee was no dancing just clapping of hands. On the other street blowhorns of loud political propoganda could be heard repetively telling us all about why this candidate should be elected as new mayor. it was so loud and so repetitive that evn to this day, the melodies of the voice and music are in constant tune in my head. Amist all this noice, raindrops, insanely wet pants, socks and a sense of a cold chill on our backs, we sat down at El Shadi restaurant for a nice Kosher meal in the heart of what was supposed to be the most traditional of guatemala. I bit into my California sandwich which pretty much was pita bread stuffed with delicious vegetables and sauces, and sipped on my 7-up from a glass bottle of god knows how many times was autoclaved and recycled. A wonderful meal to cap off an interesting day.