Here are some of my favorite photos from my time in Guatemala:
|The market offerings were colorful, made more so by the dilapidated.
|My most relaxing moments were enjoyed in the courtyard of my AirBnB.
This image of a solitary sunflower aside a window's reflection was stunning.
|The courtyard kitty, Maurice, often hung out just outside my door.
She provided fulfilled my kitty fix during my time in Guatemala.
|My friend, Wilder, saved this poor pigeon from
demise at the paws of sweet Maurice.
|This wandering jew began its adult life drinking from a Quezalteca liquor bottle.
|These little expressive faces were decor around a pot in the courtyard.
|My room was located just off the courtyard.
I loved how the light poured into my front door each morning.
|And I loved the old wooden floor in my room.
|This string of stones hung from hooks on my wall.
From some reason, they reminded me of my time in India.
|This mural greeted me every time I entered Utatlan,
where I took my Spanish classes.
|This was the view from Pasaje Enriquez, the building where my school was located,
out towards the volcanoes in the east.
|The Catedral de Espiritu Santo, located opposite the Parque Central from my school,
looked quite beautiful against the puffy clouds on a blue sky day.
|I enjoyed exploring the Cementerio in Quetzaltenango.
|What a contrast between the woman's head and her fingers!
|So many feet had Juana!
| Vanushka, whose legend mirrors that of Juliet,
is buried in Quetzaltenango. Her tomb is inscribed with messages of love.
|On a walk through Zona 3 one day, I saw a number of students painting murals
of famous Guatemalan buildings.
|I don't know what this means, but I like it.
|This is Claudia Patricia Gomez González.
The mural's tiny print explains that Claudia was an indigenous migrant
from Quetzaltenango who was assassinated by a patrol agent
as she was crossing the US border en Laredo, Texas.
|A man selling his wares at one of the many fairs
leading up to Santa Semana (Easter week).
|Also at the fair. Uh, I'll take the string on the right, please.
|A young Mayan girl marches in one of the many parades
leading up to Santa Semana.
|This wooden door was around the corner from where I lived.
I liked the contrast of the door against the wall of peeling yellow paint.
But even more, I liked the stencil painted to the left of the door.