Here’s a little miscellaneous ditty about one of my favorite subjects, sweatpants.  My dress sweatpants, you know the black ones, have gotten pretty spotted up with patching mud, tile grout, and paint from work days.  It’s so bad they’re going to have to be relegated to strictly casual wear.  😉  How was that for a groaner?  Sorry, it felt like I was getting out of practice with tongue in cheek.

I wanted to catch up sharing a bunch of photos that I haven’t used in recent posts.  Most are street scenes from around Antigua and Santa Ana.  But first another one from home.

Meet Gonzo, my grandpuppy.  Carrie and Adam got him just after Christmas and here he is being busy at one of a bulldog’s favorite things, napping.  He and I share that love.  Not as noticeable is how busy he is growing into his skin.

I’ve seen this scene a number of times.  People like to have their vehicles blessed.  Here are some men sharing a moment of prayer with the good Padre who’s wearing the hat and is in his everyday monk’s robe.

Cyclists gathering for a club ride outside La Merced.  The grocery store, a funeral procession, and the garden outside the burial place of Hermano Pedro.  Below, some of the street musicians.     

You’ve never seen a Macdonald’s dining area that looks like this in the US.  Below, a street vendor meeting in the little park in front of La Merced.  Note the numbered sections on the sidewalk border.

 

Winner, winner, chicken dinner.

 

 

 

Above, looking down next door from my rooftop.  A couple of scenes in the Central Park.  Some young pageant contestants gathering for a photo shoot, and some young guys break dancing.

Lastly, a couple of shots from a recent road trip to coast with the fam.  This is the west coast of Guatemala, so that’s the Pacific for you geography hounds.  And ya gotta love a beach bar that uses pallets to make the deck.  Jimmy Buffet would be so proud.

As you can see, particularly from the last two shots, I am well, and hope you all are too.