Our weekends in Guatemala were jam packed, and my second weekend there was no exception. After recovering from a mild sun burn from Lago de Atitlan the weekend before we decided that this coming weekend we were going to both hike Tajumulco, the highest point in Central America, and join our schools zip-lining/agritourism/educational tourism trip to a nearby finca, a coffee cooperative called La Dicha. And, as it was one of my new friends last weekends in town we decided we needed to learn how to make tortillas as they do los 3 tiempos in the many different tiendas around town. And so, Friday night found my towering over my friends host family happily making a fool of myself prior to trying to hike this illusive highpoint. I should have been sleeping…
Greetings old friends. My apologies in the delay in getting things up. Over the next several weeks I’ll post some stories about the month I just completed in Guatemala. After today, they’ll follow the usual format of every Monday. Thanks for your patience!
Lago de Atitlan
And then, we went to Lago de Atitlan. The plan was put in place on Wednesday, 4 of us would leave after Spanish lessons for the day concluded, around 1 p.m. and the other 4 would follow after that Friday’s field trip got back. The advance party, myself included, would catch a direct camioneta (chicken bus) and secure a hotel in Panajachel. After a stop at the Bakeshop in Xela we headed to the terminal to grab the bus. This was to be my maiden voyage on a camioneta, often touted for being dirty, crowded, unpleasant and a hotbed for bag snatchers. In all honesty, it was all of these things, but it was also a rather pleasant experience in which the 4 gringos in the back of the bus didn’t really get hassled.