This past Tuesday, Stella, Karla, Karla`s friend Luzbin, and I went to Monterico.  It`s a beach on the Pacific side of Guatemala.

beachside hotels/whatnot

The beaches in Guatemala are a bit different, they have volcanic black sand…  and the waves are ridiculous.  I went in to swim for a bit.  On about the fourth wave or so, for about 2 seconds I literally thought I was going to drown.  Later that day we saw somebody get rescued by a lifeguard.  Lost his bathing suit in the process, but he ended up being ok.

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NOu5MHUzpb4[/youtube]

Note: video does not do justice to size of waves or Brian`s wicked tan line.

Hammock time with Gallo in hand. Buenisimo.

On the way back, the bus was full of borachos.  There was dancing, singing, yelling… a bit of everything.  At one point on the way home, the bus driver pulled over next to a large jocote tree next to somebody`s house.  About 10 people then filed out of the bus and began picking/stealing jocotes off of the tree.

Two jocote marigñon (cashew fruit) thieves. Photo has been blurred to protect their identity.

Everybody then filed back into the bus with bags full of jocotes.  We then continued home.