Chichicastenango

Dear Followers,

Firstly, we can only apologise for the lack of fantastic fiesta photos. We have yet to upload said photos, thus this joy is still to come.

This past weekend, Libby, Genevieve, the infamous Jane, Stephanie and Aeriel made the two-hour journey to a little place they like to call Chichicastenango. This is a bustling market town situated in the neighbouring province to Sacatepequez - which we call home, and you know what they say - there is no place like home. Indeed, Chichi was quite a different vibe from the sweet streets of Antigua, though we loved its hustle-bustle all the same. But only for a day.

What you will find here is a photographic exhibition, of the finest quality might we add, of our day at the famous markets of Chichicastenango. We trust that you will enjoy it, and will pop back soon to see the photos of our fun-filled Friday fiesta up at ol' Santa Maria de Jesus... did we mention there were piñatas?

Stephanie, Libby, Jane & Aeriel... complete with candyfloss halo. Libby would like to point out that the strange protrusion from her tummy is not the result of muchos burritos, but is in fact an oh-so-discrete moneypurse.




Though the market is predominantly handicrafts, there was also a wide range of fresh produce. Look at the colour on those babies.

This photo does not adequately portray the gorgeous, glowing tan that Gen has genuinely generated in Guatemala... but does show some of the market-goers and their neat fashions. Check out the sweet hat and bandana combo on the dude to the right.


On the steps of the church we found a fresh flower market. We were mesmerised by the bright aqua blue of these jazzy numbers. Might we also mention that the heady aromas of the incense wafting from the Sunday church service combined with the fresh flowers in the warm sun made for a pleasantly exotic atmosphere.








This lady really enjoyed having her photo taken.










This vegetable, with a name we cannot pronounce nor spell, is a staple part of our Guatemalan diet. Such green must be good for you. It tastes, and has a similar texture to, zucchini.

Probably a tad bit less good for you - fried chicken from a roadside stall. Mum, can we've Chicken Tonight, tomorrow?



The market was a flurry of colour. Probably the nicest things were the textiles: the handwoven bolts of cloths and the heavily embroidered blankets and wallhangings.


Shortly after this photo was taken, the amigo in the background to the right pelted those black beans he was fondling with some force at Gen's head. A friendly chap, it seems.

And to end, a fine selection of unrefridgerated carcasses swinging in the warm, humid breeze. Mum, scrap the chicken - we want this instead.

To conclude, a fun day had by all. Except maybe Señor with the beans, it seems.

Muchos besos,

Gen and Lib xxx