Giant Guatemala Post part E

Last stop: Antigua Guatemala

( Where I take Deliberately Artistic Photos )

TL;DR for the entire trip
When it rains in Guatemala, it’s because I’m awesome. It rains in Guatemala every day.
Boats get sick of me.
I can speak French… in Spanish.
When I bargain with street vendors, they try to give my friends discounts.
My majors are Life, the Universe, and Everything.
I not only speak dead languages, I bring them back to life.
Undertow carries me back to the beach and gives me a fruity drink with an umbrella.
All my shrimps are jumbo sized.
I am the most respected vintage worldwide for mosquito connoisseurs.
I will eat anything that holds still for long enough. However, my food is not always that patient, and attempts to jump into my mouth.
All stray dogs recognize me as their pack alpha.
Monuments photoshop themselves into my photographs.
Half-wild horses do not drag me away, they ask politely.
Volcanoes beg for me to climb them.
I have used a volcanic vent to light a torch. It was not overkill.
I do not need directions.
I can track down a museum by its smell.
I have the most awesome symbol of the Maya Zodiac.
Airport security lets me keep honey, which is definitely a liquid.
I am…
The Most Interesting Girl in the World.