San Ignacio, El Salvador.

Shave and a haircut in La Palma, El Salvador, $1.25.

Television

We rarely watch television because the majority of the rooms we stay in are super budget, and simply do not offer it. Every once in a blue, we score a room with non cable TV which usually consists of about 2-3 local channels. On the Honduras/El Salvador border we scored a room with cable and only left the room to eat. It was awesome. We watched Pulp Fiction, Million Dollar Baby, 10, and Mexican Familia Fued.

Santa Rosa De Copán, Honduras.

One of the things that have remained constant...

in this trip is the presence of street dogs. They are everywhere we go. Sometimes there are multiple roving packs 10 strong, and sometimes there are just a few. This dog was napping in the middle of the parque in Santa Rosa De Copán, Honduras.

La Palma, El Salvador!

We dropped Honduras like a bad habit and headed to El Salvador. Perhaps they are sick of tourists, or maybe we just hit a sting of bad situations but we did not love the Copán region of Honduras. We will give it another go when we cross back into Honduras closer to Nicaragua on the other less Guatemala side. We are having a tough time finding a place to hook up the laptop, so no pictues for now. I have some things from Livingston on deck, and perhaps a few from Honduras. So far, El Salvador rocks.

Kids in Livingston, Guatemala.

I loved Livingston. Good relaxed people. Even the touts were cool and laid back. Soo much culture, Latino and Garifuna. I was watching this Italian tourist run around in a hurry and our Garifuna friend Polo told him "relax man, this is the Caribbean! You are moving way too fast".

Guatemala: Rio Dulce to Livingston, by lancha.

Some random dock on the Rio Dulce.

Lago Atitlan from San Pedro La Laguna.

Sunrise From San Pedro La Laguna, Guatemala.

Remember the yellow school busses?

Well once they hit the end of the line in the US, they were sold to various companies in Central and South America. Once there they were chopped up, hooked up, painted, and turned into bad ass people movers. You would not believe the things the bus drivers do on the road down here. A double yellow line might as well not exist in Guatemala.

One of the most beautiful lakes in the world.

Lago Atitlán as seen from Panajachel.

Where's Megan?

Break Down

Our bus broke down a few times on the way to Panajachel, Guatemala. At every break down all of the men would crowd around and discuss the best way to fix what they each thought was wrong.

Guatemala City Mannequins.

and we're back!

We arrived in Guatemala City on December 30th. Everything is back to normal with cold showers, chicken busses, and pollo. It was odd to fly in four hours what took us two months and over 100 hours on a bus.