Starting the trip home.

I was never so happy to see this sign. I like living in the United States. Jody is ready to go back to Guatemala. I'm ready to take the kids and us to an all inclusive resort. I'm thinking the vote is 3-1.

Saying goodbye to our hotel. What a beautiful place.

Saying goodbye to Carlos.

And whoever this guy is - it's still traveling with us.

Carlos waving goodbye as we head into the airport.

Antonio and Crystel at Lake Amatitilan. Crystel was born here.

Our drive up to Volcano Pacaya. This is the volcano that erupted. Classmates of Crystel told her that her birth mom died. We showed Crystel all along the way that people continued to live on the volcano.

We went as far as we were allowed. It was quite a ride up. Next time we travel to Guatemala perhaps we will climb this Volcano and roast marshmallows on the hot lava.

Enjoying pizza with Carlos. Our driver, bodyguard and friend.

In the water. Antiqua. Motorcycles were the thing to have. They rode down the middle and both sides of the roads right where there were cars.

Crystel.

Antonio. That's me in the background. I must have given Jody the camera back.

Wheeeee.

What we can see from our room. And this.

Our boy showing how happy he is to away from Bob's and here in Antiqua.

Standing with his sister.

And Jody is very happy.

Antonio sitting up to get a glimpse of his birth village.

An amublance. Which is actually a pickup truck.

Our new hotel. From Bob's place instead of staying at another tree house - we took no chances and cancelled and booked a grand place in Antiqua. No spiders there. And they had room service, a television, swimming pool, restaraunt, and on and on. Even a playground.

The kids were very pleased.

There's the Mustache. She even kept it on. You need a girl like Crystel around to constantly bring you humor.