Livingston, Guatemala

The other day we took a small boat from Santo Tomas de Castilla, Guatemala where the ship docks to a small town on the sea where the Rio Dulce meets salt water.

It's called Livingston and because it is on a peninsula, the only real way to get there is by boat.

Its secluded nature means it's a backpacker's haven, but doesn't mean that the six-block mainstreet stops selling souvenirs and handicrafts to tourists. They had some beautiful purses.


The real treasure for me, though, was that it was the first sunny day in about a week of rain. That means laundry day! We passed clotheslines and fences and sides of buildings plastered with drying clothes. I even found these cool quilts hanging in between two houses further up the main road with about ten local boys playing soccer just in front.