IT’S PHOTO FRIDAY, FROM THE ARCHIVES:
There’s nothing I love to do more than travel. Nothing. In the early 1990s, I spent more nearly two years in South America (part of it working in Lima, Peru, as a newspaper designer) but mostly taking way too many bus rides across way too many dangerous roads, usually solo, across Ecuador, Peru and Chile.
I shot these photos during a 2005 trip to Lake Atitlan in Guatemala, where I traveled with a friend and her very adventurous mother. We stayed at Posada Schumann in San Marcos La Laguna, and had a wonderful time. The lake itself, considered the deepest in Central America, is flanked by three spectacular volcanoes. It was an awesome trip, and every morning I rushed down to the lake to get a new picture of the volcanoes. The photo above is one of my favorites. The photo below shows a lone fisherman paddling across the lake (while standing) as a storm was just coming up.
