Guatemalan Independence Day...one day early

The day began as most days in Guatemala do….waiting. We were supposed to all meet at the school at 7 am, on the road to the school at 6:45 I encountered some parents waiting who told me that the teachers had not yet arrived and we would be leaving through this road anyways, so rest and wait here. I did, expecting the teachers to arrive shortly and roughly an hour and a half later they did. When they arrived with 2 Toyota pickups we all piled in the back—the backs of these pickups are equipped with racks allowing everyone to stand up and also fit an extraordinary number people in them—and headed out for the day.

The trip was with an elementary school I work with in canton El Naranjo. They invited me to join them on their field trip for the 14^th of September. The 15^th is Guatemalan Independence Day and the day before seems to be the day that all of the schools get out to run around and have a good time. Here is how it went:

We leave El Naranjo in the pickups, about 40 of us in two pickups and make the 45 minute trip into Santa Cruz del Quiche. Once in town we head to Comedores Solidarios, a government subsidized nutrition program where you can purchase breakfast for 1Q—about 12 cents. The breakfast consists of beans, plantains, a small roll of French bread and a small “pan dulce” which is sweet bread with a bit of lard and sugar sprinkled on top (“It’s the lard that makes it so delicious”—another nugget of Guatemalan wisdom from the one and only David Castillo, our tech trainer). The one thing they do not provide is tortillas, which can be purchased across the street at 4 tortillas for 1Q and any way you cut it you will not find a cheaper breakfast.

One of the pickups, loaded down with folks on the way home.

After we finish eating, we load back up and head out to Balneario Pachitac, a small park with swimming pools about 5-10 minutes outside of Quiche. As we drive out to the park, we see many trucks, buses and vans crammed with students heading back to Quiche. As we pass them the kids yell, wave and generally just behave like kids. As we pass one especially large truck they began squirting us with water and suddenly I was hit in the face with a sandwich bag full of water. Everyone in the truck was wet and laughing, thinking of how we could get some water to be able to fight back. Shortly thereafter we arrive at the park and while there was more than one pool, all of them were overrun with kids. Except the deep end of the largest pool which was relatively free of people. In the deep end there is a platform for people to dive off of. I stand watching people dive when I notice that there is a rope hanging from the platform. I soon discover what it is for when one of the divers (not really diving, more jumping I guess) puts the loop around his hand as he prepares to jump in. As soon as he hits the water, he comes back up, pulls the rope tight and uses it to pull himself back to the safety of the side of the pool. There it is, the Guatemalan life preserver for those who cannot swim, which is definitely the majority.

We leave the park and head back to Comedores Solidarios for lunch—3Q. After lunch we go to Gumarcaaj, the Mayan ruins outside of Quiche. As we approach the ruins there are buses, trucks and vans parked along the road for a mile or so. It seems that all of the schools in the area went to the park and then to the ruins. We park and walk into the ruins, briefly exploring them before the main event of the day: the running of the antorchas. This is the same event that took place in an earlier blog for the school anniversary, diesel fueled torches and this time we would be covering a much further distance while running with them. Also, it is not just the group that I was with who take part in this. All of the schools have this event, along with the fireman, police, hospital workers, and what appeared to be almost all Guatemalans within the vicinity. The kids get into groups, light one torch, prepare their banner and take off. We run out of the park and towards Quiche, all of the adults and kids running with the pickups following behind. Once we are near Quiche, we implement a system of having one group of kids run then switching to another once that group was tired. Those who were waiting would follow in the pickup. As we approach Quiche I am in the pickup. Now as we come in from the ruins into the city, there are quite a few students and people lining the roads. As each group of runners and vehicles passes, the onlookers are grabbing cups, buckets, hoses and whatever they could get their hands on to soak them with water. Especially when we get into town, there are people on top of their roofs waiting with buckets of water to soak us. I am wet from head to toe as we come into town. I believe that given that I am a “canche”, have a beard and am about a good 6 inches taller than the average Guatemalan male and was riding in the back of a pickup full of elementary school kids; I was a target. I heard the laughs and cries of satisfaction as they pelted me with water. I like to think that I really made some Guatemalans’ dreams come true when they got a chance to soak the gringo. Just giving back in any way I can.

At the ruins with the kids, teachers and parents.

The kids running out of the ruins with the antorchas.

Approaching the plaza and church in Santa Cruz.

Lighting all the antorchas before heading into town.

The objective of the running of the antorchas is to make it back to your canton, running the entire way. Well, in true Guatemalan fashion we are way behind schedule and will be arriving very late if the kids run the whole way. Our driver, thankfully, tells everyone that he is cold from getting soaked during the drive and wants to get home before dark. We load up and resume the running about a half mile outside of Chujuyub, about another 15 minutes of running to Naranjo. As it is getting late, I hop off the pickup, stop by the tienda to buy some eggs and head home for the evening.

It was definitely one of the best times I have had here in Guatemala. The best part was that the parents of the kids who came along seemed to be enjoying it as much if not more than the kids. They stopped and bought bags of water so we could fight back, they were taunting the people were lining the streets and looking for cars with open windows passing by that we could target. As a vehicle approached, one of the parents would alert everyone and tell them to prepare their water. The kids seemed to be having the time of their lives and I was really happy to be able to take part in it.

It was a long day and 12 hours of a Guatemalan elementary school field trip is something that I can now mark off of my list of things to do.

No visitors for one year....

And then 2 within 3 days. Andrew went home on Tuesday and then on Friday, my cousin Stephanie was passing through on her way to language school in Nebaj and numerous other adventures during a 6 week trip. In her short stay here we were able to do some hiking, eat some good food and just enjoy the relaxing lifestyle that living in the middle of nowhere provides. A few pics from Stephanie’s couple days here…

Stephanie and I before we began our descent back to town.

Main Street Chujuyub...in all of its glory.

Katie and Stephanie playing Frisbee in a field after lunch.

This Blog is brought to you by Andrew Miller, Pollo Campero and the number 5

So, I have been here in Guatemala just over a year. I arrived last August 13^th and didn’t actually begin my service until November 1^st and although I have over a year of service left I have been living in Guatemala for over a year. With that said, I have not had any visitors thus far so when my brother Andrew came to see me over the last couple weeks it was a good experience for both of us…I hope.

Andrew arrived with numerous gifts, one being a laptop on which I am writing this very blog. This laptop will make my life much easier, as I am beginning to find a need for typing up lesson plans, reports, handouts for the schools, etc. Also, there is a fast food restaurant in nearby Santa Cruz del Quiche, Pollo Campero, which offers free wireless. This makes getting podcasts, checking email and all the finer things the internet offers more accessible. When Andrew arrived we were in Antigua for a short time and then headed to my site. Andrew stayed with me for a few days, had the chance to meet some of the kids at the school I work with, meet a couple families that I work with and see how life in the Guatemalan countryside goes.

After staying at my place for a few days we headed out. Our first stop was Gumarcaaj, some Mayan ruins outside of Santa Cruz del Quiche. These ruins were the home of the Quiche Mayans and were the site of the battle between Tecun Uman and Pedro de Alvarado in 1524. We wandered around for a couple hours and went into a cave, outside of which there was a Mayan ceremony being performed. Unfortunately, we were a couple minutes late; as we walked up a woman was dripping the blood of a chicken’s freshly slit throat onto a fire.

After the ruins, we continued on to Chichicastenango and the artisan market there to buy souvenirs and gifts for family. From there we continued on to Katie’s site and Andrew was introduced to the one and only Hendrick, Katie’s host brother. They became fast friends and Hendrick took over Andrew’s Ipod Touch for a couple days, playing games.

After leaving Katie’s, we headed to Lago Atitlan for some leisure time. On Saturday, we went to a eco park above the lake for some ziplining with some other volunteers. One of the ziplines was 400 meters long and 200 meters off of the ground. It was good times.

After the lake, we headed back to Antigua for a couple days, hiked an active volcano (of which Andrew has all the photos) and then Andrew headed home. It was a fast trip and we were able to see a lot of Guatemala in a short time. Andrew was able to experience chicken buses, comedores, markets, paca and pretty much all that comes with living in Guatemala. Thanks to him for bringing everything down; between the computer, scotch and books my time has become much more enjoyable.

Andrew and I at Cafe Sky in Antigua.

I quickly discovered that much like your average Guatemalteco, Andrew has the ability to fall asleep just about anywhere in under 3 minutes. Here he is sleeping on a bus.

Here Andrew is above the house of a man I am working with in one of the cantones near my aldea, Don Lolo. We are working to make a demonstrative garden using all organic methods to show people in surrounding cantones what can be accomplished.

Of course I had to take Andrew to meet my friends Don Pedro and Dona Tina. We had lunch, chatted and just hung out for a couple hours with these folks. After lunch, we were relaxing outside when Andrew walked by their dog, La Mancha (spot in Spanish), and they noticed he was a bit afraid. This is completely normal, as the dog is huge and they keep him on a short leash next to the chicken coop to ward off intruders. Well, they thought it was funny and next thing you know, they want Andrew to have a picture with the dog. Andrew obliged and it was a good laugh for everyone.

Here Andrew is at one of the altars in the cave at Gumarcaaj.

Andrew, spreading the Frisbee skills worldwide.

Andrew and I preparing to zip on a line.

The ziplining group, L to R, Charlotte, Sara, Kayla, Andrew, myself and Katie

Andrew diving into Lago Atitlan.