These little amusement parks are scattered all over the city. The same company, Adventureland, with the same few rides, and the same cheap 10Q ($1.30) ticket prices. Nothing better than being able to just pop in for a couple quick rides and laughs before moving on to whatever else you’re doing that day.
Amazingly this condo actually considered a space for kids—we never see that any more. We wound down each night in this rooftop courtyard—talked to the cat in the condo window upstairs, had a couple beers, and wore off the kids’ last remaining energy.
Our last Sunday Funday in Guatemala City. We had to hit the three-wheelers and the bumper cars one more time.
Another day in Guatemala City we decided to pop in to a museum just down the street. It was supposed to be the mail/telegraph museum. As we were walking there we spotted a museum sign and just assumed it was the one we were looking for (turns out it was a block early). We went inside and a slightly surprised looking woman popped up out of her office. She smiled, shook off her surprise, and proceeded to give us a tour of this 1800s print shop. At the end of the tour she rummaged around, found a couple of prints for the kids, and went back to work. We walked out and were like, “I don’t think that was the museum we were looking for.”
Down the street was the other museum. Self-guided this time. Favorite part of this one was this seemingly out of place poster of hairstyles.
Last time we were here they had the entire front of this building covered while workers cleaned the stone. We were happy to find the work done this time.
The small shops on every street are filled with nothing but garbage food, but also found on every street is a fruit cart.
I was so ecstatic with the results of the dinghy winch motor rebuild that I quickly asked for a quote on the overwhelmingly large anchor windlass motor. Look at this frightening beast. Hunks of metal had been flaking off of this from every direction ever since we bought the boat. Admittedly, this is a project that really needed to be tackled, but that I could find neither the time nor the motivation to even begin. But it’s such a crucial piece of equipment that I really shouldn’t have been procrastinating. That’s what makes finding these guys such a lifesaver. It took three of them a full day just to get it out. Then it was off to the shop to really dig in.
The box part of this contraption is the gearbox and is filled with gear oil. With all this rust I was worried one day it would just rust through, spill all the oil, and grind up the now dry gears. Sure enough, when they got it to the shop they tapped it a couple times and immediately punched holes right through. So, they just built a new box. They also tore apart the motor, cleaned it all up inside, did whatever else it is motor mechanics do, and put it back together. Basically a total rebuild on a 33 year-old windlass. When we got back to the boat two weeks later they apologized profusely when asking me for more than our original quote had been. I assured them that this was exactly why I had wanted them to do the job in the first place, and I was not the least bit surprised that it just fell apart when they started working on it. Original quote was 1400Q ($186), final price was 2300Q ($306). Another boat project I couldn’t be more pleased with. Windlass—off the list of worries.
8 Comments on “The City Life”
Love the subtle colors on the now clear building.
Yes, it was nice to have “The Big Guacamole” uncovered for our return visit to the city.
The building is beautiful and such an usual color/stone… but nothing compared to that shiny red windlass! Bon Voyage! (PS: We have returned to the desert for the winter and have put our house on the market.)
Yes, it was the President’s favorite color, and nicknamed The Big Guacamole.
And yes I saw your posts on selling your OR home. Glad we were able to see it in person. Good luck, and wise decision.
Even better than the price you paid for your repair; is the fact that they strip it right down and put it all back together so thoroughly. Ongoing boat maintenance can be such a pita. It’s great that you found people that do such a great job
I think Pat is looking around for what next. 😉
One things we denizens of the USA should learn: how to fix stuff. On my first trip to New Zealand, over 23 years ago, I was hit right in the face with the fact that we Americans don’t fix things. I’ve changed since. I love living off the flotsam of US culture.
Yes – it seems most just replace, not fix.