I'm going camping. Guatemala is just like Colorado.

What up. I'm so busy here it's crazy. Now that I'm not sick and i can actually leave the house, social life in Guatemala has exploded. I would think that I would have lots of time to read and hang out in the casa, but no - I'm always doing something with the school, or being tourist, or hangin' out with my new amigos causing trouble. I decided that if we form a gang we should be the jets because we're all gringos. Everyone else in Xela will be the sharks.. But I don't want to form a gang.

I've discovered a great coffee shop close to the school. I'm meeting a friend of a friend there in an hour. When I decided to come to Xela I discovered that my friend Amanda (the one who gets down low and into it) has another friend studying the espanol here as well. Now I'm going to buy her coffee and ask if I can borrow her warm clothes for the camping trip this weekend..

Which brings me to the camping trip this weekend. This weekend I'm climbing Tajumulco, the highest peak in Central America. So that should be fun. It's apparently kinda cold at the top. But you can see Mexico and the ocean. Xela is nowhere near an ocean.. not even close. It's like colorado.

I have one more week of school left, Semana Santa, (aka the biggest/most religious party in latin america) and then it appears that I'm going to travel around bit with people I've met here. Who knows what'll happen after that.