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CA Travels Day 16 – Power Cut

A bus and a boat got us to Livingston, back in Guatemala.  It’s close to the Belizian border so a lot of the hassle you get in the street is in English.  The Iguana Hostel came fairly highly recommended, so we checked in there.  It started raining heavily so we put off going out for dinner til it stopped.  While we were waiting the sun went down and there was a town-wide power cut, so we were operating in the dark from now on.  Cheers to my dad for thinking to pick up a wind-up torch, it came in pretty useful!  We wandered into town looking for open restaurants, and had a fiarly poor meal.  I’ll let them off though because they had to cook it in the dark.  It started raining really heavily on the way back to the hostel and we got utterly soaked.  We had a few beers before bed, and said hello the the pet racoon that the owner keeps without getting too close to the cage, vicious little bastard!

Fiddler crabs

Me and Claire stayed in a little wooden bungalow hut.  It was nice during the day, but suffered from being neither sound nor insect proof, so it was a pretty rough nights sleep between being woken by the sounds of crickets, toads, birds, dogs, cockerels, and if they make noise, crabs.  There were loads of crabs all over the hostel grounds, little ones called Fiddler Crabs because they haul around one massive pincer, making up about half their size.  My favourite crab moment of the evening though was when a big one scuttled to get out of our way, and ran right off the side of the road, landing upside down in the gutter. Silly crab.