(Photo from Xeni on Flickr)

Or, how I ended up buying a ticket to travel to Antigua, Guatemala, for Easter.

I’ve been obsessively looking at travel sites and last-minute-deal hawkers, feeling very uncool for having only traveled to Oregon since I’ve been back in the states. I wanted to go somewhere that’s relatively cheap, that has a culture I’ve not yet been exposed to (which would be pretty much any culture that is not Indic or American), and that has something going on when I’ll be there.

I’m going by myself (unless anyone wants to join me!) and I have yet to figure out where I’ll stay (a pressing concern, as Easter is probably Antigua’s busiest time, what with its Holy Week traditions), but I’m feeling oddly … excited about dipping my toe in the waters of Central America. I have no idea what to expect and a lot of preparing to do, but it’s about time for me to do something wacky and wild again.

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