Baby Phat

After traveling around Guatemala for a few weeks, my bag is lighter a Spanish/English dictionary, a wash cloth, about 20 bobby pins, tweezers, a black fleece, one sock and one earring. My body added a few pounds to make up for it though. I have found my packing couldn´t have been much worse. The weather is colder than I anticipated, and I didn´t bring a jacket. So I made my way to the secondhand section of the market and bought a lovely cream down jacket, with gold buttons enladen with the wonderful signature of Kimora Lee; yes, they have Baby Phat in Guatemala. All I need are my G-Unit jeans and I would be the ultimate gringa here. In my head, I´m compiling the perfect packing list which I plan to sell to Lonely Planet to include in their next guide book with an accurate description of the weather. As well as a few corrections on their price lists.



I´m in San Felipe de Jesus right now, which is about two miles outside of Antigua living with a family of four. The girls are wonderful, ages 24 and 26. I love the food here, as proven earlier by the additional poundage. The staples are beans, cheese "queso fresco", eggs, bread and platanos. Although, I have had some tastey soups. Soups I think Lori Riley would want to make. My favorite was a pumpkin/squash one at a family´s house in Antigua. The Antiguenos call themselves Panza Verdes (green bellies) because they eat so many avacadoes. I have found the avacadoes to be a little watery though, different than the ones I´m used to in Visalia, but still delicious. Recently, in a trip to Flores, the avacadoes were amazing, just right. I made up for all the watery ones I had here.


Beautiful breakfast, lovely face.
Photo courtesy of Roger.