Last Night Screw Up

Rather than take a 4 am van from Antigua to the airport in Guatemala City, we figured we would go the the city the day before and stay at a hotel near the airport. Made a reservation at a place recommended by our Antigua innkeeper. When we arrived to check in at the Casa Blanca, the owner asked me something that could not possibly be heard above the construction noise. As I started gasping from the sheet rock laden air,
Gene took over and determined that there were no restaurants in the area because it was a "residential area." (So how the hell do they operate a hotel there?) Unfortunately, by that time the van had left and we didn't know where else to go, so we left our backpacks there and started walking around. There was absolutely nothing around, except for one little store, from which I figured if nothing else we could live on cookies, candy bars and sodas for the rest of the day. We had not eaten in Antigua, figuring to have a good meal in the big city, so I was not happy about all of this. We finally gave in and went back to the hotel, where they told us that the construction activity would be over at 5 and that they could call us a taxi to take us to a restaurant.To be totally fair to them, they also offered to prepare us some lunch. Sheetrock dust in my lunch with sledgehammers pounding in the background wasn't what I had in mind, so we opted for the taxi and went to a Spanish restaurant. Fortunately sangria with an order of Spanish ham and queso manchego can help to improve one's mood. Follow that up with a huge platter of seafood can almost make you forget construction noise and sheet rock dust!