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After an all day drive back to Guatemala City from our summer camp adventure, we check ourselves into a very cozy hostel, Dos Lunas.  It's just a couple of minutes drive from the airport, and as we've got a 7:00 a.m. flight to Panama, via Miami, this hostel is just perfect.  Our hostel is great.  There are three beds in our big room, and the sheets are white and clean, and there are real mattresses, on a real bed frame.  While we're sharing a bathroom, there's hot water; we're in heaven!  We've got wireless access, so a chance to skype our families before heading out.  

Guatemala City is not a safe place to be walking abound at night, so our hostel owner asks if we'd like to tag along with another order for Dominos Pizza, one of the few options for delivery for dinner at this late hour.  Great, a whole pizza for $3?  We'll take it.  I've never eaten so much junk food in my life.  We happily gobble it down when it arrives an hour later, pleased that we actually had food for dinner, especially as the food during our weekend trip was far from desirable.  To suggest that Dominoes was far above this weekend's food quality and taste wise speaks pretty loudly.  Not more than an hour later I started getting chills and my skin aches.  Same for Darrin.  And for the remainder of our short night, we wished we had opted for a room with private bath.  Weak, weary, feverish and dehydrated, we make our way to the airport for a long day of travel, seven hour layover in Miami, and onto Panama City.  Nothing like a nice parting gift to take with us from Guatemala.  Just like New Delhi, India... a repeat performance.