Day 6

Today was transit day. Pretty boring, but a welcome rest from all of the walking and plenty of time to take catnaps. We had a three hour, bumpy, windy shuttle trip to Antigua. We ate some great food in a little garden of a restaurant and my mom bought eight million more Guatemalan woven scarves. Then we got another shuttle to the airport. Here, they confiscated my precious Israeli sunscreen and were total dicks about it but when I started crying and the supervisor came over, he let me pour some of it into a smaller bottle and take it onto the plane. My mother took her entire toiletries bag, which was comprised of tiny bottles of this and that and was probably four times the size of a ziplock bag. Airline security is theater here as well. The flight was uneventful and we luckily found some other travelers who had already booked a shuttle to Tikal, so we joined them. When we arrived here, we had exactly one hour of electricity before the generator went off. We hurriedly showered and got our stuff ready for our FOUR FIFTEEN A.M. SUNRISE TOUR tomorrow. (In six hours.)