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Saturday was more of the same. I was overwhelmed with the sheer scope of the celebration going on around me, though I must admit it was a bit wearying. Especially after not getting much sleep. The church bell chimed in the morning signaling the commencement of Mass, and the church I kept going back to, La Merced, had a good flow of people coming through, whether Mass was going on or not. One of the most colorful streets in Antigua where I kept going back for photographs, turned out to have some semi-disguised little hotels and restaurants on it. I had thought they were just private residences. Here I found the Bavarian Jardin, a place run by a German named Klaus and that had one of the nicest bars I've found in Guatemala. I met a whole slew of folks staying there from the US Peace Corps, including Kisten and Amanda, who when they get back to the States better go check out Burning Man. |
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