Living in Honduras or Guatemala as a foreigner is sometimes hard, mostly fun and never boring. This Blog is about more than just the oddities of my years in the not-so tranquil, cobble-stoned town of Copán Ruinas and, more recently, Antigua Guatemala. Hence Serendipity, the gift of finding without seeking…
Monday, April 8, 2013
Brief Encounters of the Human Kind IV: Stripped
I wished I had a camera with me, because it
was such a cute sight: two red moto-taxis standing side by side on a small
sandy island in the middle of the Copán
River. What we didn’t see
until we came closer (and when I forgot about the camera altogether) were the
two young taxi drivers getting undressed behind their vehicles while sipping
from cans of beer. When they were completely undressed they started fooling
around, unaware that me and my friend were about to pass by. When they finally
noticed us gals, they let out a startled “Oops!!” and they both dove in the
river, beer cans still in their hands and thus totally ruining their drinks.
My friend and I tried to ignore the two
guys, to avoid any form of embarrassment for either party, but that didn’t work
because one of the guys started calling out my name. And if that wasn’t bad
enough, they both started apologizing for being naked.
“We’re sorry!” one of the guys yelled, “But
we worked all the way through Easter and we haven’t had time to go for a swim
“Yes, Carin!” cried the other, “Please
My friend and I gave them a polite sort of
wave in acknowledgements while we walked on, trying very hard not to pee ourselves laughing.
The taxi drivers kept on calling out
apologies until we couldn’t hear them anymore. Afterwards I could hit myself on
the head fort not remembering to look at the taxis’ numbers. The drivers might
have recognized me, I certainly did
not recognize them, in their state “au
natural”. I bet it will take months before I’ll stop wondering if the driver is
one of “them” every time I take a taxi.