After we finally leave the confines of Jungle Party, a few miles outside Antigua the ambulance blows the cam belt.  Luckily we’re still able to get it back to the town, and bemused and amused faces await us as we return to the hostel for breakfast. It’s not as serious as first thought and we’re …

So we’re still here.  The ambulance has not been fixed and we’re still in Antigua.  The up side of this is we get to chill out for the day, and spend some more time with the friends we’ve made along the way.  New opportunities present themselves at every turn.  As much as it is wonderful …

Sleep late to discover we’re not going anywhere today.  The power steering pump is still not repaired which mean we’re stuck for another night at least.  As a result, Murray has the notion to drive to and hike up Pacaya, one of the areas many active volcanos.  We have also managed to gather a merry …

  Apparently someone crept into bed with a girl last night who shouldn’t have been there.  I’m getting my first real impressions of hostel politics as the case is thrown into the open in an attempt to find out the perpetrator of the crime.  The girl in question is not so much upset and alarmed …

We rise a little groggy from last night’s efforts, but the mood is upbeat, and the breakfast excellent. We don’t have much time to see the town, but we stop for some pictures at a charming square.  My first impressions of Guatemala is a really striking, visual, colourful place.  Structures, shacks and ramshackle dwellings litter …

It’s my day to drive for the first time in Mexico!  After regaling the group with my brush with death last night (at the hands of the toad), we grab some breakfast.  I say grab, the café by the beach is operating on Mexico’s famed notion of Manana; (tomorrow).  This is why nothing gets done …