My family and a couple of friends from New York visited me in Eastern Guatemala over the weekend. If big smiles are an accurate indicator, they appeared to enjoy the trip (despite bats in the bungalows and other assorted minor mishaps).
We traveled down the Rio Dulce to the mouth of Lago Izabal. Mom kayaked and toured the nearby village. Her less active offspring drank beers and watched the sunset over the river.
After my parents left on Dec 31st (pic at right below), we boated back to Livingston. Somebody in the boat mistook my sister for an Evangelical. There is a first time for everything, I suppose.
Back in Livingston, we drank and danced in the new year with Conrado, Rafa, and Pichi. Jenny´s smile (above) is just after midnight, Jan 1 2007.
I spent the weekend feeling fortunate that I have such an amazing family!