Once we got to the mountains for real, both the landscape and the mix of vehicles abruptly changed. In general, the towns were smaller, more widely spaced, and appeared much poorer than the cities and towns “down the mountains”. The proportion of traffic made up of pickup trucks and other light trucks grew much larger, and the tuc-tucs and Qutes also became a significant portion of traffic. Many of the cars on or along the road were older and more run down.
After leaving the gas station/mini-mart rest stop roughly halfway along our journey, the roads got steeper and narrower, the traffic thinned out, and the prevailing weather turned from sunny in the morning, to cloudy and rainy in the afternoon, as it typically does there on summer days.
The roads are edged with deep concrete-lined gullies, with which to slough off the sometimes torrential rain. Nearer the big cities and on the larger highways, the gullies are set back from the edge of the road. In the mountains, the deep gullies are situated right alongside the lane of traffic, making for very dangerous conditions if one is inattentive to his driving, or slides off the road in the rain. These gullies also often inhibit off-street parking, especially along the roads between the small towns. Drivers parking their cars or trucks will often simply park them on the right-hand portion of the traffic lane. They can’t do it on both sides of a two-lane road at the same time, as attention must be paid to make sure to leave at least a single lane for through-traffic. From that point, it is a matter of coordination between drivers arriving from opposing directions. Because of the fundamentally cooperative attitudes generally, it seemed to extend to driving, and it always worked out. Little toots of the horn were made for “coming through”, “after you”, “thank you” and “you’re welcome”. Many little toots of horns from different directions. The drivers had their little horn conversations, more quickly than I could properly decipher them.
In the rural areas, the speeds are often quite slow, as the roads are steep, the turns are often sharp and blind, the pavement is typically damp or wet, and cars will occasionally be parked in the road lane in unexpected places. In the numerous small towns and hamlets lining the through-roads, the buildings are often situated very close to the edge of the road. The pedestrians, including often unescorted small children, and the dogs (there were so many dogs wandering freely and loose), help keep speeds down, out of a sense of driver prudence. Fortunately, the children and dogs seemed to have a lot of street-sense, and were constantly careful, from what I saw. The big converted school buses and fuel tanker trucks also use these small, tight rural roads, so things are often very jammed up.
A couple of interesting things (to me, anyway), peculiar to mostly the “up the mountain” vehicles, were (1) the elaborate decorations covering many of the cars, Qutes, and tuc-tucs, along with (2) the frequent mounting of all sorts of variously colored lights of different sorts on the vehicles. Automotive lighting codes, what are those? Given the frequent clouds and rain, along with the blind corners and narrow roads, one could well understand the desire to light up one’s small car or Qute, to alert other drivers of your presence. But, in my opinion, there was also a sense of visual exuberance going on. Guatemalans love broad mixes of bright colors. Why not do your car up that way as well, including with lights? As to the decorations generally, the small cars and tuc-tucs were often loaded up with glitz. I saw a “No Fear” themed tuc-tuc, a Herbie #53 theme combined with Monster drinks on another, and a third one sporting a “Chicago Bulls” motif. The “Chicago Bulls” tuc-tuc was everywhere; the driver was obviously a busy guy. Along with the themes and logos was a propensity to have sayings printed out on the vehicle, typically related to God. “I have God with me”, “Son of God”, “With God I have no worries”, and so on. These decorations and sayings were sometimes seen in the city, but they were everywhere in the rural mountains and small towns.
Parking is a bit of a haphazard affair. One parks where one can eke out a spot. So too, with the boats on the lake, which tend to get tied up or pulled ashore wherever it is convenient. The boats on the lake appear to carry mostly people and very light cargo. Most of the cargo gets to places across the winding network of roads, by truck.
We established a “home base” in the lakeside town of Panajachel (“pah-nah-hah-shell”). Fleets of tuc-tucs puttered through the streets, day and night, serving as local taxis.
The tuc-tucs, usually used as local town taxis, are Bajaj (“bajay”) Toritos (“little bulls”), manufactured in India. They typically can seat three in the back, while the driver sits in the center up front, driving the vehicle with a handlebar arrangement. The sides are open, but they can be enclosed with fitted canvas and clear plastic doors and panels. The engine is located between the rear wheels, and putters along like a lawn tractor. Going up the hills with passengers on board can be an ordeal. A driver told me the frames and bodies can last forever, but the engines have a typical life of two to four years. The older versions have no doubt gone through multiple engines in their lifetimes. While electric versions of the three-wheelers have been offered in parts of the world, the Guatemalan locals use fossil fuel powered tuc-tucs. While the tuc-tucs were once used mostly nationwide for local travel, they now are limited to primarily the mountain towns. Travel between towns typically employs buses, HiAces, or Toyota pickup trucks.
Speaking of the pickups, many of them have a peculiar roof rack structure with a regional twist. As mentioned in an earlier road trip post, the trucks can be opened or closed up with tarps or fitted canvas panels, and typically carry either people or cargo (and occasionally both). The racks have some regional ornate style and are occasionally decorated with bright colors as well.
Revisiting the brightly painted and highly decorated intercity “chicken” buses, they are modified by “bus reconstructors”. The more “factory-made” reconstructions are typically done in large indoor facilities in Guatemala City. The more quaint or “home-built” examples are often reconstructed in small, sometimes outdoor, workshops dotting Ciudad Vieja (“old city”), located about an hour away from Guatemala City. The purchase or manufacture of the front clips and dedicated pieces are not discussed online, that I can find, so it likely is that someone, somewhere has a little parts and panel production facility going on. One modification that is typically made to the conventional school buses, as part of the reconstruction, is the removal of a few feet of bus length, just ahead of the rear panel. The rear panel and bumper are removed, a few feet of roof, side panels, and the floor is cut out, the rear frame rails are shortened, and then the rear panel and bumper are carefully reinstalled. So when one looks at these buses from the side or the rear quarter angles, they do look a bit “short”, once one is aware of what they do to them. Asking around, the consensus is that on the tight roads and sharp turns, the bus companies want to minimize the “swing” of the long overhang of the rear of the bus into opposing lanes or perhaps into a hillside, here and there.
Thus ends my road trip to Guatemala. On the way home, at the airport in Guatemala City, I found that all sorts of old airplanes had been pushed to the side of the main runway. Perhaps they can be used for spare parts, but more likely it is because that is what they do with them when they are no longer airworthy or being flown. Among them were some interesting old planes.
I’ve enjoyed this series immensely. It’s just so fascinating to see how everyday things like parking or taxis are treated in other parts of the world – and I’d known virtually nothing about rural Guatemala before reading these articles.
Very interesting about the bus drivers’ assistants. I assume this practice is common elsewhere as well… it seems to make sense in rural mountainous driving, so that the driver can devote more attention to the road itself and less to the passengers (and I also guess that the assistant handles fare-collection, and can alert the driver if a passenger needs to get off, etc.).
The coordination between drivers is also impressive, regarding the haphazard driving and parking conditions. I can’t see that sort of arrangement working well in most parts of the US, where many drivers seem to lose their minds over much less.
In addition to a lack of lighting codes, there seems to be no compunction about cluttering up one’s sight lines. The orange Qute in front of the elaborately-decorated house seems to have more stickers on the windows (including windshield) than clear glass.
Thanks again for document all of this for us – I hope the rest of your trip was as fruitful as your car-spotting!
Great series, I had to look up the Qute, never heard of that before.
Also looking up the C47 it was originally an RAF plane in 1943 and was looking a bit better in 1996 than it currently does:
https://www.airhistory.net/photo/347206/510
Would have liked to hear about the purpose of your trip & work you did there, send me a PE on that if you can.
DougD, I tried to figure out how to send a message to you privately, and came up dry. I don’t understand much of the functionality of CC behind the facade, try as I might.
My wife and I sponsor a child’s education, and contribute various food and other items that are either carried down there by others making the trip, or purchased there with our donations. After years of doing this, we finally got the opportunity to see where it all goes and meet the people we have been donating to. There are many worthy groups doing work there, some better than others (IMO). We go through Fundamaya.
Just shoot an email to Paul N and you can get it from him.
This is a reply to both Eric 703 and DougD. You two commented on areas a bit away from the cars and trucks, so I will try to respond in a way that keeps me from climbing too high on my soapbox. I originally added some broader context in my postings, but it too obviously got quickly far away from the car and truck stuff.
The remarkably cooperative driving behavior stems from two sources, IMO. One is the general nature of the people there, who seem not quick to anger. Two, think of road rage as a luxury good, something that people in wealthier cultures can afford to engage in and get away with (I know that doesn’t totally make sense, but wrap it up with people who are often quicker to anger, and there you go). Many people living in poorer cultures well understand that getting openly angry is usually a lose-lose for everyone involved, and they don’t personally have the economic and social surpluses to endure lose-lose situations, so they more actively avoid them, case by case. Again, my observations and personal opinions, YMMV.
As to the charity work (which is why I was there; I paid for my own trip, no quid pro quo), I sort of stumbled into it over time, through my church’s involvement. Not too long ago, I would not have been able to find Guatemala on a map. Charity work is its own reward, and it can be done in time, stuff, money, and sharing or teaching skills. There is a great need close to home, as well. One doesn’t need to go to other places to find people in need, and ways to help. Trust me, it’s worth it, even if one comes away from it stressed out and troubled by it. You exposed yourself to, and learned something about, the human condition first hand, if nothing else! A Vietnamese family member commented this weekend on how many things I observed in Guatemala have parallels in Vietnam. Maybe we in the U.S. are living the unusual lives, and the Guatemalan and Vietnamese versions are the eternal human norm. Maybe.
DougD, I will attempt to DM you with the specific information. In general, I would search for charities that are not “rich people throwing stuff at poorer people and telling them what to do and how to do it”. I am skeptical of charities in which the people at the top of some huge management structure get paid big bucks to head the thing. Most importantly, charity work is delicate. Being a recipient of someone’s charity can be welcome, but it can also be awkward. Proper charity work seems to involve a lot of listening, and letting the charitable recipients tell you what they need, when they need it, and the best way to make it all happen, all in their own ways and in their own time. It involves respecting human dignity on all sides, which is a very delicate thing. Americans often do not handle delicate situations well (IMHO), and tend to steamroller others with what they personally think is best, already decided on ahead of time. Charity work, whether abroad or close to home, can really suffer from that sort of attitude.
Finally, I am now a big advocate of traveling with a theme or a task in mind. Whether it is to visit certain car museums, go to an air show, do some charity work, or to participate in some specific element of another culture (run with the bulls if you must), I need a reason to go. I don’t think going somewhere, in order to sit on the beach and sip margaritas, is going to do it for me any more.
Thanks for this series and your more in-depth explanation here. I’m glad you’ve found such satisfying work.
I agree with you having reservations about charities with large overheads and that spend a big percentage of their income on overhead, management, advertising and marketing. And I agree with you about purposeful trips. Mine aren’t quite like yours, but I do have to have a purpose, of one kind or another. i do not like sitting around and doing the common tourist routines.
That’s a very interesting take on it – seems very accurate.
This is a beautiful picture of CIVILIZATION. When not pushed on all sides by lawyers and media and government rules, people use their heads and hearts to adapt and get along.
Their culture did seem to offer important attractive elements lost on us these days. The flip side is many people there still endure hardships, inequities, and suffering that we can hardly imagine.
From a car standpoint, I kept thinking of the terms “fitness for purpose” and “appropriate for conditions” (both road and economic). Transportation is different there, because necessities, limitations, and the road network are different. We often choose our own cars here, based on optional features and goodies that we like or prefer. There, economic constraints and basic needs drive most of the choices. Toyota, especially, seems to have done a good job of providing appropriate vehicles at the middle to upper end, and Bajaj at the very low end.
THANK YOU for the detailed Guatemalan bits and experiences .
It’s been many a year since I was there and yet looks so familiar .
Far too many Americans have little grasp of how good they have it .
-Nate