Wether you call this side of Guatemala the Western Caribbean or Central American it is a new and exciting place to discover.
The humans needed to buy some food so I sent them to the town of Fronteras, the central hub of commerce here on the Rio Dulce. They were in for a culture shock.
The town of Fronteras is at a cross roads between two major highways. The river and the only bridge that crosses it. It is here that you will find the largest concentration of goods and services on offer to the area.
One of the first things the humans had to do, when visiting a new place, is to find a safe and secure place to leave the dinghy while they went inshore. This is harder then you may think. They needed to find a place that the dingy would not get damaged, it was not in the way of local traffic and it was unlikely to be stolen. Out board engines are like ‘gold dust’ here!
Time to get out and see the town.
The main road, that crosses the bridge, is lined with all sorts of small shops and food vendors. There are little ladies cooking up batches of fresh tortias (3 for a 1Q). Others baking chicken or potatoes. There are bags of pork fat crackling for sale and nuts wrapped in honey. All of this along a busy road.
This main road is a major through way for the transport of goods. Huge transport trucks battle to share the road with pedestrians, tut-tuts, motor bikes and horses.
If the traffic is too much you can duck down the small alleyways that run down to the river.
If all this mayhem is intimidating do not worry. There are familiar produce for sale.
At the far end of the town is the ‘concrete mall’. It is here you will find the larger hardware stores and some chandlery goods.
But I better keep an eye on the humans as they might replace me with a new younger model.
Do not be swayed by a pretty face!
