Our trip home ended up to prove itself pretty interesting as well. We had to figure out who all we knew that was down at the beach and then who had a few extra spaces here and there to get us and all of our luggage home. If all else had failed, we could have sent our luggage home with some people and caught a shuttle or a bus back into town. I didn't really want to do that and mess with it after the rough ride down there! So we found one group who didn't have any spaces for people, but they had space for our luggage. Then we had another group of friends who had space to fit two more people, tightly! Then there was one other teacher who we knew was there but no one had his phone number. So we called around to some others and got his number and called him. He had room for two more as well. Since he is Guatemalan and he said we would be leaving around noon (Guatemalan noon that is......) Stephanie and I let the other two girls ride home with Stephanie's roommate, since they needed to get Jenna to the bus so she could get back home where she lives. Stephanie and I sent Jenna and Janet off with the girls at around 11:00 am and went to pack up and relax in the hammock until we heard from Jorge. We heard from him around 11:45 and he said, one more hour. We were like ok, no problem, we knew it wouldn't truly be noon when we left! So then we relaxed for a bit longer. He showed up around 1:15. No problem, we got our bags in the car and he says, "Oh, there's a little problem. My friends are all drunk down at the beach." Oh great. So we were like, well what are we going to do? He said, well, I just want to wait with them for maybe another hour to make sure they are ok. So we went to go hang out with about nine Guatemalan guys who, mostly (not all), were pretty drunk and probably had been for about three days for the holiday!!! They were pretty funny though. When we first walked up, there were these two cops standing there and I was like oh great, here comes some trouble with the Guatemalan police (I was picturing myself calling someone from a jail cell or something when I couldn't speak enough Spanish to say that I was not involved in anything!!!). Well, when we got closer, I notice the police are just standing there holding their cups of whiskey as well. They were there drinking with them. Nice. So anyway, we ended up hanging out there with them for about 2-3 hours. They were pretty entertaining and I also got this awesome picture with the Guatemalan police. I was pretty disappointed though that you can't see their huge guns that they all carry. They are to the side!
After his friends finished their fourth bottle of whiskey, they were finally ready to leave. Stephanie and I got to squish in the back of a Honda Civic with another Guatemalan guy and there was another drunk guy pretty much passed out in the front seat. As we were driving home there were a few Independence Day parades that we ran into in these little small towns. They were really cute and only took about five minutes to pass. I had Stephanie try to lean out the window to take a picture for me!
We were a little over halfway home (about 5:30 or 6 by this time) and the guys were like, oh are you hungry? We are going to stop for dinner. We were like ok sure! So we stopped, along with the other truckful of guys that were drinking on the beach as well. They were so loud and obnoxious at this restaurant. Anyway, we finally finished eating, and then Stephanie and I made them take a picture with each of us so we wouldn't forget them. ha ha. Like that would have happened.
We hit a little bit of traffic on our way home and then finally made it home around 8:15 or so!!! But at least we were safe and we were truly glad to make it home alive!!!!
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you forgot to mention the incessant playing of Billy Joel, or Billy Yoel :o
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