On the Way to Coppola's Place

Just thought I'd pay Francis Ford a visit today. Took a Taca flight from Guatemala City after driving there from Antigua. Made for a busy morning, and being the late-to-bed-late-to-rise kinda guy, I wasn't too put-aside.

Now a word about the weather... it's phenomenally cool--in the upper 60s to low 70s as a cool front past through. Hmmm, I had no idea cool fronts made it this far south. As usual, I came totally unprepared and brought only one light sweatshirt. Brrrr.

After taking the short flight in which I passed out, we were in Flores, Guatemala close home to Tikal ruins, one of the wonders of the world. The airport was just an overhang filled with taxi drivers and the drivers of the two big resorts out here--El Camino Real and, yes, Francis Ford Coopla's La Lancha. Our driver picked us up in a suave 4 wheel-drive thingy that was oddly shaped.

A very unattractive turkey (above)--the highlight of this drive--passed thingy vehicle's side, so I told the driver to stop. I got three shots before it and a dog came after me. Not a good thing, cause the dogs here are skinny as rails. The driver informed us that, not to worry, they have their rabies shots.

All-in-all getting here was a charm--the people, the land, the thingy vehicle and the resort.

Gossip: Coopla has three resorts, this one, and two in the country of Belize--one, Blancaneaux, in the Mountain Pine Ridge forest reserve, the other, Turtle Inn, on the Placencia peninsula on the beach. No movie stars come to this one, you want that you gotta go to the beach in Belize.

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