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My last stop was in Antigua Guatemala. This was the original capital of Guatemala, founded in 1543. Antigua was a place of sumptuous elegance until it was felled by a devastating earthquake in 1773. In 1776, the capital was transferred to Guatemala City, and Antigua remained dormant and half forgotten, with many of its churches left in a collapsed state. While Guatemala City grew into a polluted, dangerous and unattractive city, Antigua turned into a time capsule.




The most photographed structure in Antigua is the Arco of Santa Catalina, a butter colored arch between two sections of a convent. The Arco looks different throughout the day and the evening, yet it is always a delight to the eye.





Behind the pastel walls, a restored residence

The yellow-hued Iglesia de La Merced is arguably the most attractive church of the ones which survived the earthquake. But the ruined churches are at least as interesting. The atmosphere of serene peace following destruction and loss is uplifting in a deeply spiritual way. Not quite so elevated is the  presence of young couples engaged in gallant courtship behind many a collapsed pillar. Deep under the ruins, a few excavated crypts will add to the haunting aura of Antigua.




The prime side trip when visiting Antigua is the ascent of the Pacaya volcano. It is a manageable hike which starts in cloud forest. After a while you encounter a cooled lava flow in a meadow. Then you climb on the brittle, crumbly and sharp lava until it gets awfully hot, and you see glowing red rocks through the cracks.







Antigua is a great place for shopping. You can buy beautiful textiles, spooky masks, carvings, leather goods and many other crafts. Although the food in Antigua is not memorable, there are several great pastry shops.




If you want to get away from the tourists, you can always go to the market, a noisy and odorous fun place. Behind the market you will find a fantastic display of recycled American school buses. These buses have the reputation of being pickpoket hives, not to be patronized by tourists.



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