Antigua was an unusual town that we really quite liked, it was quirky and unpredictable as well as providing us with some of the best food we had eaten in a while. The quirkiness comes from never quite knowing what you will encounter as you go round the town, on one occasion we encountered a school, with 40 or quite probably more students carrying a float on their shoulders, we think it was in honour of a saint, though possibly it was to commemorate an event. Loud bangs were part of the unpredictableness I could have done without. Randomly through out the day (and night) a loud bang or several would startle us, it turned out that a firework the size of a poster tube were responsible, while it made no flash or explosion the sound certainly carried, as did the music that blared out of some shops or advertising bikes convincing us that most Guatemalans are either deaf or soon will be.
We did do some activities within the town, a museum dedicated to the printed word was somewhat smaller that we had expected, but then a museum which was located in a hotel, turned out to be one of the better experiences. The museum was actually a collection of at least seven small specialty museums ranging from art, silverware to cooking and even toys all located within the ruins of a large convent which the hotel now encased. The ruins of the building were interesting in of themselves and the number of small museums definitely made the entrance worthwhile. Plus they had a true chocolatier working there and we splurged on a truffle each, whilst Ellen just stayed inside the chocolate shop savouring the smell of good quality chocolate (and the air conditioning).
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