The Lake: Day Two (Cont.)   The cyanobacteria ruining the lake (too much village sewage) was immediately evident. The air was instantly more polluted and the houses less polished. Definitely Atitlan’s older, more developed side. But I’m being spoiled so let’s make it clear that it was still gorgeous. We started up the steep hill asking… Read More


    No chicken bus experience beats what Guatemala will get you. I’ve never seen the back door of a school bus used so much. It’s often slamming simultaneously with the front door. The money collector would hang out of the vehicle holding onto the ladder in the back as we tore through mountain highways. In the rain.… Read More


  Growing up with the lakes of the Southeast United States, Atitlán proved to be its own league of beauty. The whole area is gringo-infested, but that’s just what happens when you’ve got something this good. It took less than 24 hours for me to tell my parents to put it at the top of their list. The air… Read More


Setting aside Cuba’s rich history and culture, and giving the pristine beaches a cold shoulder, automobile-gazing is hands down an all-around favorite. Without further blabber, here is the eye candy I promised:  … Read More


  Like it or not, Cuba will soon never be the same. There exists a degree of innocence and contentment preserved within the locals. This phenomenon will soon vanish along with the mild socialist flavor unique to the backwards country. And anyone who knows anything about travel knows it.… Read More