We're walking down the road into Panajachel (about a 25-minute walk from our place). Zane loves the carrier, and mostly stays awake watching all the trucks going by.
We've walked into town for the last two days, picking things up at the market, visiting the language school, getting internet set up at our house, meeting with Sharon who runs the Mayan Families organization that we partner with, figuring out our cellphones, etc.
So far we've managed to buy 10 overpriced and overripe mangoes, one overpriced and underripe papaya, and one perfect pineapple. We've been learning to use our fruit disinfectant, killing noisy crickets in the middle of the night, getting used to barking street dogs, and trying to communicate about our non-functioning hot water in Spanish.
Our flights and travel days went amazingly well, and Zane is transitioning well. He loves all the new sights and sounds, and the Guatemalans like pinching his cheeks. Since there are hundreds of street dogs to point at, Zane is ecstatic.