a man and his ukulele

a blog about my travels (and volunteer work later on) through this wonderful world of ours. all 9or most) of it with my ukulele.

Sunday, January 07, 2007

new years and so on and so forth

back in La Antigua... life goes on

Calle means street in spanish. Pilitas... ask someone that speaks Portuguese

at a little bar by the markets in Antigua w/ the boys

where i bought this tshirt for 5 quetzales. we have funny tshirt nights often around here. this one rocks

and at dinner w/ Darren, Seka (El Salvador), Lan, Cassie (both from Sydney, we even used to go to the same bars although never met there), Bree me and Kenny

let's have a parade
it's been so long since we had a parade, so let's have a parade!
let's invite all our friends
and all our friends' friends!
let's promenade down the boulevards with terrific pride and light in our eyes
twelve feet tall and staggering
sick with joy with the angels there and light in our eyes


Jezza and Timoteo hard at work at Reilly's... one of the stupid t-shirt nights. more since. as well as only talking in the 3rd person nights (sundays). nametag nights. we do our best to have fun

spent new years at an avocado farm on a mountainside overlooking five towns w/ Julia. that be our cabin.

view from the Earth Lodge. stunning

me swinging on a rope swing over the edge

there is the swing and the view. you could see fireworks from all five towns in the valley at night. incredible!

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