Traffic

Now that we have lived here for a year, some things don't seem as strange or scary to me as they used to, such as driving. There are times when we are driving and I forget that we are even in a foreign country... today was not one of those days.

We were in bumper to bumper traffic driving into Guatemala City. On a hill, the car in front of us started rolling backwards and was getting very close to hitting us. Daniel started honking his horn but the car continued to roll and bumped into us. The driver got out of his car, slammed the door and started inspecting his bumper. He looked at us and Daniel waved his hand -- a gesture indicating, "that's okay, it didn't do any damage to us" but the man had a very angry face, started yelling something in Spanish and gesturing and then got back in his car. Daniel asked, "is he mad at me?" I guess he thought we hit him.

I am glad that he got back in his car because if he would have called the police, we wouldn't have known how to explain what had happened with our still limited Spanish skills and since we are foreigners, we would have most likely been blamed anyway.

As we continued on, a man was selling giant blue sponges and cowboy hat key chains on a overpass.

It was an interesting traffic day in Guatemala.