Wondering what quiet sounds like?

I am sitting here in my bed listening to the noises of the city and I realise I don't think there has been a moment of silence since I arrived here last Monday morning. I have never lived in a city this big before. I am from Saskatchewan and this city has 3 times the population of all of Saskatchewan and that means there is always something happening . . . always.

I spoke of the buses before and I sure I will speak of them more because they may be one of the most insane things I have ever seen in my life . . . but these buses like to honk . . . even when there is no reason to honk . . . they honk. This morning at 6:10 as we wait to catch are bus . . . trying not to be fully awake in hopes of catching a few winks on the way to school . . . the buses start honking . . . and there is no hope for winks . . . maybe hope for a headache . . . but no winks.

People walk the streets amongst the cars trying to sell their flowers or agendas or phonecards shouting out at every car they see. I can see the appeal to do this in a tourist area . . . but Guatemala City is no tourist area. I am not sure how they make a living but they sure do try and I definitely give them props for all they do.

Guatemala city has expanded quite a bit over the years and because of this the airport is very close to the city. Actually in the city. And I am on the 13Th floor of an apartment building. This means the planes are very close . . . very very close . . . like shake your core when they fly by close.

Anyway the dark is approaching, but not the quiet. The planes and fireworks should be starting soon. (At least I hope they are fireworks!) The quiet of Saskatchewan will be something I will miss although I think I am getting used to the noise . . . hopefully I can still hear when I come back . . . but I guess if I survived the pool with my hearing I can survive this.