Yesterday we headed to the annual "fiesta" in the nearby town of Santa Clara.

We had been told that there would be a bull fight and that we may even get to dance with the queen of the village. However, in truth, Santa Clara's big day consisted of two bands playing directly next to each other with all the town drunks (total approx. 5) dancing and everyone else watching, an old ferris wheel in the corn fields, the usual Guatemalan market stalls selling everything from shampoo to shoes and some funky games for the (big) kids.

We made our way home after the fiesta via collectivo (or 3), ie standing in the back of a truck with the locals, clutching a recent purchase of a bunch of spring onions. It was a true Guatemalan experience and we got to meet some of the locals like the funky 4ft granny above!