Dropped my suitcase and bag. Familiarized myself from the hotel staff which are the safe zones and which are not the safe zones for me to walk around. Once I got the perimeter memorized from Google maps, hit the road looking for some Guatemalan coffee.

For a country that makes so much coffee, finding a cafe was a bit of a chore. Finally, found a nice one. Made friends with the barista – Olanda who showed me her style of making cappuccino and then took a picture of me as I drank it sitting by the roadside.

Interestingly enough, you enjoy your coffee and then you pay – not the other way around that I am used to. BTW, I found Guatemalan coffee to be much sweeter and almost floral than I had expected.