Cleanliness is godliness in the third world

Yesterday I washed clothes. I can´t begin to explain how exciting it was to have clean clothes. My trousers are now once again slightly covered in mud but are basically clean. Everything I had was slightly dirty and not to impressed with. But I made a chocolate mousse and some pasta in Guatemala City at Ami´s house and I was so excited to eat something that I prepared myself. They have liquor de cardamom here which is lovely. I couldn´t find cardamom itself in the store.

We may be going to Rio Dulce tomorrow to see the Caribbean and the area around Livingston. It is where there are indigenous black Guatemalans, otherwise known as garifuna. They have their own language which is a Creole-like mixture with Spanish, French, English, Arawak (indigenous tribe language) and African languages. It should be interesting.