Roots

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For the past month or so we have been uprooting ourselves often to take in as much beauty and adventure as we can find, but we found ourselves in Quetzaltenango, or Xela (shay-lah) for short, for about two weeks. We spent one week in Zona 1 near the center of town at Casa Seibel, a beautiful (and cheap $12 US) hostel with comfortable beds, hot showers, and an open garden in the center with natural sunlight shining through.

View outside our room

We have been able to enjoy watching the Red Sox and Patriots play in the reception area as we cook our own meals and enjoy a glass (ok… a bottle) of red wine. The staff has been friendly and helpful, letting us leave our bags when we go off exploring volcanoes for a couple days. We have had some wonderful meals; Kourtney’s favorite has been Panquewaffle where she enjoyed a carafe of coffee and a waffle stuffed with mushrooms, cheese, and pesto.

Mmmm… waffles

Ben enjoyed the shrimp alfredo pizza and liter of Gallo at Salon Tecun. And, of course, the festivities in town have been an experience rich in culture.

We spent one week at La Democracia Spanish School with two instructors: Ruth, who speaks little to no English, spent 25 hours reviewing Spanish and conversing with Coons, asking him questions like what would you do if you were in in the shoes of an immigrant in the migrant caravan, so he could practice Spanish in the conditional and future tense. Maria spent her days with Kourtney, giving her an overview of Spanish and a traveler’s toolkit of vocabulary and verb constructions. On Friday, we spent the day practicing vocab with a variety of games.

What is she drawing?!

Coons had a great opportunity to put his Spanish knowledge to the test as he had to visit a doctor and get medication for a minor throat infection. We had the best time with these ladies! We highly recommend La Democracia if you are wanting to stay in Xela and practice your Espanol!

Ben & Ruth

As part of our Spanish school program, we spent a week in a homestay at the Casa de Rosy. Rosy is a gracious and patient host and her house was filled with four generations of her family, as well as some other homestay guests. She gave us a nice single room we called the Penthouse where we had views of the Santa Maria Volcano.

It was just daring us to climb it

She cooked a variety of local meals including fried plantain with black beans, pupusa (fried egg with chicken and cheese), and of course the traditional meal – Fiambre

Fiambre!

which happens once a year during El Dia De Los Muertos (The Day of the Dead). The meal consists of all the local vegetables (the vegetables are a very big deal) cooked down and pickled and topped with a variety of meats and cheeses. Rosy spent days preparing this meal and allowed us to eat with her family during the celebration. We actually didn’t have school on November 1st because the whole town essentially shuts down to visit their local cemetery to decorate the graves of their loved ones with gorgeous bouquets of flowers.

Festive grave site

They eat and listen to mariachi and fly kites for hours on end! It is a unique way to give thanks and celebrate the lives of those lost.

The Santa Maria volcano was a gorgeous and strenuous hike at 12,375 ft, but we got some great views despite the fog and clouds.

I swear, we could see through the clouds at times

The summit was actually quite warm and you could feel the heat from rocks! They were people decorating the summit with flowers and others attending a church service. The highlight of Kourtney’s hike was the local walking his cow on a leash on the way down!

Can take a girl out of Maine, but can’t take the Maine of the the girl…

We practiced carrying clothes, food, and water during the Santa Maria in preparation for our two-day trek to Volcano Tajumulco at 13,850 ft!

We have thoroughly enjoyed our time in Xela — unpacking our whole bag to lay out our things has been a blessing in itself — but now we are ready to pack our bags and hop a couple chicken buses to continue our journey through Guatemala at Lake Atitlan and Antigua!

They’re called chicken buses for a reason!

 

You Betta’ Belize It

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(sorry, we had to, it was everywhere…)

Country #2 in the books!

Our trip to Belize started out with a 6-hour bus ride from Tulum, Mexico to Belize City, crossing the border just south of Chetumal. After paying a hefty “exit fee,” we were on the road to Belize. We miss the ADO air-conditioned buses already! Once there, we found our way to the ferry for the last leg of our trip — a 45-minute ferry ride to Caye Caulker. Of course, taxi drivers were waiting to pounce once we landed, but they were in golf carts — no cars on this island! Thankfully our beachfront cabin was only a 10-minute walk down the beach. Low season upgrade for the win! #beachfrontbargainhunt

Ignacio’s Beach Cabin

We decided to do a snorkel tour the next day to Hol Chan Marine Reserve which was a great decision. We saw more sharks than we could count, stingrays, barracuda, a manatee, and a turtle mowing on a dead lobster. Our scuba trip the next day yielded even more sharks — not just nurse sharks, but finally reef sharks as well! *Cue Jaws theme song*

Sharks for days!

We made amigos with our group of nomads and decided to relax under a cabana in the water with a bucket of even more sharks (Landshark’s, to be exact) at the Lazy Lizard near the Split. A massive hurricane split the northern and southern parts of the island in 1961 leaving behind a passageway through the island (not to mention the perfect spot for a swimming race and a diving platform) so the Split is the happening place to be!

The beer of Belize

We capped the day off by watching Brady lead the Pats to yet another last-minute victory over the Chiefs at the sports bar in town.

The next morning, a little more dehydrated than normal, we grabbed water and breakfast before taking the 9am ferry back to Belize City, followed by a bus to Dangriga, and another bus to Hopkins. These “chicken buses” — once yellow school buses — are now colorful and souped up. We BE jammin’ on that bus ride!

One of the many chicken buses we rode

In Hopkins, we had a lazy laundry day, the best coffee and granola fruit cup at Kat’s coffee, and a culinary preview of what awaits us — Rice & Beans! The next day we visited the Mayfair Bocawina National Park to hike two waterfalls. Our driver, Charlton, brought us four miles down a bumpy road, reminiscing of the way Hopkins used to be as we crept deeper into the jungle. After we bathed in bug spray (judging from our bodies while writing this, we used the bug’s favorite cologne), we left Charlton to bird watch and we hiked to the “new waterfall,” careful not to step on the millions of ants carrying leaves!

The “new waterfall” — hidden in the jungle

The second hike to the Antelope waterfall had more sun exposure and went straight UP with ropes to help summit the rocks and roots leading to the top of the falls. However, we were rewarded with a nice spot to swim and each lunch in a pool with a small waterfall.

View from the top

We capped off our day with BBQ pizza at Driftwoods while listening to locals sing and drum a mix of Spanish and African music.

Leaving Hopkins, we headed to the border town of San Ignacio for a 2-night stint before jumping off to Guatemala. The sights, sounds, and tastes of this town hint at the Spanish culture we’re about to rejoin. Determined not to spend $160+ US on a river tube excursion, we found a local named Tony down by the waterfront who was happy to grab one of his canoes for us for less than $15. We spent the late morning paddling up the Macal River, spotting iguanas, turtles, and lots of birds.

Just us and the jungle

After a swim by some rapids, we headed back to town for more, you guessed it, street tacos!

Chicken and pork and shrimp, oh my!

We loved Mexico & Belize, but we are beyond excited for some higher altitudes, colder weather, and volcanos. Guatemala, here we come!

Good Bottom Time

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Kourtney is officially a part of the scuba squad! The men and women of Eco Divers in Cozumel, Mexico were absolutely wonderful instructors — thorough, hands-on, laid back, and adventurous! We can’t recommend them enough if you are looking to dive here. After two beach dives packed with skill sessions on Day One, Kourtney was deemed ready for the big leagues. On Day Two, Captain Felipe took us out to the reefs for some spectacular diving. Special shout out to our guide & instructor Aris who took us down 70 feet on her second day through the gigantic Villa Blanca reefs!

Post-certification selfie!

It’s hard to put the beauty of these reefs into words (even these pictures don’t do it justice), but it certainly brought her to tears. Aris was impressed with our ability to stay underwater for 70 minutes on one tank and thanked us for some “good bottom time!” We spent the first dive drifting in and out of the reefs many caves and channels – some openings were a little tight for Coons.

 

Tight squeeze!

Day Three brought more adventures and Kourtney’s second favorite dive. We got super lucky and saw multiple nurse sharks, turtles, barracudas, an eagle ray, and one enormous lobster strolling along the bottom! Our guide for the day, Jim, took us even further under the ocean, capping out at 90 feet!

Turtle Turtle!
Any room in there for us?

One of the many things that makes Cozumel such a good dive spot (besides the weather, warm water, and amazing reefs) is the current. All of our dives from the boat were drift dives where we just let the current take us along the reef and met the boat downstream. It’s so strong in some places that it makes one feel like an astronaut in space. Aris said that Cozumel has some of the best scuba diving in the world and that Coons was giving Kourtney the “cherry before the rest of the cake” as we work our way down Central America. We tend to agree.

 

We’re now headed inland to Valladolid for some jungles, cenotes, and Mayan ruins.

We Made It!

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After months of planning, packing, repacking, and 13 hours of travel, we made it to our first destination – Cozumel, Mexico.

September was a whirlwind. We were lucky enough to find a lovely couple to move into our home in Portsmouth, New Hampshire, which meant that we had two weeks to move out and into Mama Coons’ casa. In between trips to our storage unit, we were busy planning our  Farewell Party. It was the most beautiful day — even if it wasn’t a surprise wedding — sorry fam! We had Las Olas bring a taco bar (how fitting!) and tons of cervezas; we played music and games; we laughed and cried. It was incredibly special and meaningful to have most of our family meeting for the first time! After the going away party we attended two weddings for life-long friends of ours — one in Telluride, Colorado and the other near home in Exeter, New Hampshire. On Sunday, September 30th, we repacked our bags for the fourth, or maybe the fifth, time and dropped off Kourtney’s car to be sold (thanks, Matt Gates!). We had a delicious family dinner, a Coons family favorite, and then off to bed.

3am came early. Mama Coons drove us to the airport; our first flight at 6am gave us a quick layover before our second flight arrived in Cancun, Mexico around noon. From there, a bus took us to Playa del Carmen and a ferry to Cozumel. Good thing neither of us easily get seasick, we thought that thing might tip right over! A taxi brought us to our gorgeous residence, The Westin Cozumel, where we are soaking in the sun and swimming in the warm, bright blue ocean. Tomorrow Kourtney learns how to scuba dive!

Lastly, a huge shoutout to all of our friends and family that helped get us to this point; we couldn’t have done it without all of you!