I was already super excited to visit Antigua because Jeff had already been here several times. He had shared all the fun times he had with me when he was there last. This only made me even more curious and delighted. I was excited to hang out with his brother Mike who has been living in Antigua for over thirteen years.
There are many decrepit buildings in Antigua long ago left in a ruin by earthquakes or just aged beyond repair. It’s one on the incredible charms here, even the streets are from times gone by they fill from sidewalk to sidewalk unevenly popping up and out. This is a town you must pay attention to every step you take or you could easily trip, trust me I know on several occasions I nearly fell on my head. The Antigua Guatemala Cathedral is a special ruin here the wreckage of the earthquakes from 1541 through 1669 and then the disasters one in 1773 left it a beautiful mess.
t’s only six am here in Antigua as I hear my loud alarm fill the room with sound. My head has a slight pound in it from the night before and my body is yelling at me. Why am I up so early after staying out too late? Because today I’m heading to Lake Atitlan with my dear friend Mike. We’ve decided to take a chicken bus to the Panajachel side of Lake Atitlan known best as Pana.
The Plaza Mayor in Antigua Guatemala is always buzzing with activity filled with purveyors selling a variety of wares or people just coming to visit with friends. I am sitting in a small but quaint restaurant Cafe Condesa eating a simple breakfast of queso filled croissant and cappuccino. I can’t help but people watch for hours, admiring women wearing the amazingly colorful weaved traditional attire. Their children running throughout the plaza laughing, playing and selling smaller trinkets usually toys of some sort.