Travel reports from Guatemala

For a week I ran through Panajachel crying. For hours I sat on the jetty down by Lake Atitlan and stared at the volcano through the veil of my tears. He did not care.

Return to a special place.

Men in purple cowls. Is this the Guatemalan Christopher Street Day commemorating Obi-Wan Kenobi? No: Here is easter processing - what the stuff holds.