The Wormlips Scrapbook

My sister’s lobster died. She’s keeping it in the freezer till the ground thaws and she can give it a proper burial.

NOOOoooooo. I don’t want to go home. You can’t make me. Just one more week, or maybe two. Here are some final pictures of Antigua. Now I’m done with this dumb old travel diary. Whoever thought it was a good idea anyway. Whatever. I woke up in the middle of the night with a bad [...]

In celebration of El Día del Cariño, I wandered through Antigua seeking love symbols of love. I got the idea from looking at my knee this morning (see first picture); the last image is the e-mailed Valentine I got from Bulwinkle this afternoon. Next Central America entry >> _