22 de Julio

Sunday means a few things here in Panajachel. First, it means market day. The market was packed beyond fire marshal limits today. I was enojado (angry) because my batteries ran out after a few pictures. I wasn’t able to capture the fascinating images of radish, fresh bass, mangos the size of a child’s head and live crab. We purchased our breakfast for the next 4 days, 4 avocados and 4 mangos for about 2 bucks. Second, Sunday means lots of tourists. Normally it’s an even mix of Mexicans and US “gringos” that crowd the streets and shops. Lastly, Sunday means mucho studying. While we ate dinner tonight, we listened to the movin beat of Latino American traditional music. It was a band of locals I believe. They were seriously rockin. Andrew and I sat and listened to them for close to 2 hours. I have a new favorite desert as of last night. It is called a churro relleno. It is filled with heated nutella syrup. “Riqueza” is the word for the day. It means “richness.”