Guatemala – Page 2 – Not Your Average Engineer

December 26, 2007July 1, 2020

Livingston

Arriving at the dock in Livingston.

Someone latched onto us who wanted to show us to a hotel. We wandered about a bit and found a cheap place to stay.

Lunch. The seafood was outstanding.

Julia and Sietze, two people from The Netherlands who we had met up in Rio Dulce and who we had accompanied down to Livingston, enjoying their food while a family band plays behind. The singer/dancer and mom of the family who was very pregnant was also drunk and continuing to drink. I guess fetal alcohol syndrome isn’t that big of a concern in this part of Guatemala.

The power grid in Livingston.

Evan, Julia, and Sietze enjoying the warm water.

The long and narrow beach.

It was a nice day to be in the water.

Enjoying a coconut with some rum in it.

We also had some cheap cooking wine.

Sunrise over Livingston.

December 25, 2007July 1, 2020

Cruise Down the Rio Dulce to Livingston

Evan and me headed down the Rio Dulce to the town of Livingston. We passed a bird rookery on an island in the middle of the river. There were lots of birds in the trees making quite a squawk.

Another boat heading down the river.

People in canoes.

Houses on the river.

Lilly pads.

The other people in the boat. Note the age of the crew.

A stop-off at a hot spring at the edge of the river.

Evan tried out the hot water.

Then we visited a cavern up the hill.

It was very hot inside.

Into the canyon with towering 300 foot tall white cliffs.

Motoring down the river.

Coming to the mouth of the Rio Dulce where it pours into the Caribbean Sea.

We arrive at Livingston.

December 24, 2007July 1, 2020

Rio Dulce

After hopping over the border into Guatemala, Evan and I went to the headwaters of the Rio Dulce.

It was a nice, warm day at the river.

The bridge over the Rio Dulce.

Many sailboat owners moor around Rio Dulce to protect them from storms.

We took a boat ride around the headwaters of the Rio Dulce.

Getting gas.

The old fort along the river.

After our tour around the Rio Dulce headwaters, we headed down the river to Livingston. The night before we headed south, we were treated to a wonderful Christmas Eve fireworks spectacular. For almost three hours the entire town came alive as if it were in the middle of a war zone. Massive explosions and bursts of colors rang out in every direction. Evan and I hunkered down with a couple of other tourists at the hotel bar where we hoped that we wouldn’t be killed by stray fireworks. If you ever wondered what being in the middle of a fireworks show was like, go to Rio Dulce for Christmas Eve.