This is my last night in Antigua. Tomorrow I am moving inland to the lakes in the highlands. It has been an interesting few days filled with new sights, sounds, tastes and emotions.
One old love I have revisited is horse riding. And boy have I found lots of lost muscles. The knees have had a work out as well. We went up to visit a volcano and getting up the mountain involved either walking or riding a horse. I took the horse.
The getting onto the horse was a bit of a challenge but once on I was able to get on and off without too much trouble. I just made sure that I was near a rock or a wall. The other challenge was the saddle, which was wooden. Actually, the horses name was Carmello and he had a great temperament. He knew the way and only tried to get away on the way up not the way down. That was because he got fed at the top and was looking forward to that. Coming down the mountain the track was narrow and very close to the edge of the precipice. I just looked ahead and prayed.
The ash field around the volcano was just like the description of Mount Doom in the Lord of the Rings. The dust and smell of sulphur stung the throat but the views were fantastic.
I have not been neglecting my textile study either. The following images are a selection of the embroidered hupils or blouses that I have been photographing. They are all hand stitched and the amount of work that goes into each one is amazing. Like most of South America Guatemala has a strong tradition of backstrap weaving and everywhere you go women are working at the loom.
I think one of my favourite images is of the flower seller. She has taken flowers from the jungle and is selling them on the streets.
I may not be able to post for a while as I don’t think there is much internet where I am heading but there will be lots of adventures.