The trip in a shuttle bus to Lake Atitlan passes over a number of mountain ridges, winding through corn, cacti and small villages. I greatly enjoyed the steep slopes and amazing views. On reaching the lake one needs to go to a dock and embark on a small launch that visits various villages along the shore. It was really quite rough and I sat near the bow with the unfortunate result of bouncing up and down on a hard bench with every wave.
On arrival in the town of San Pedro I easily found my hostal. Friendly place, if a little rough around the edges. I took a bunk in a dormitory, upper berth. Bad idea – I didn’t get much sleep the first night. My plan was to find a community where I will be able to stay peacefully after my studying of Spanish. Found a very clean hostal in San Marcos with little cabins, colourful murals, a great restaurant and a dock on the lake for swimming or just hanging out. Perfect. There seems to be a New Age feeling to San Marcos. There are places that teach things like holistic healing, Mayan readings, shamanic astrology, Qi Gong, Priestess Training and so on. Lots of Yoga. I was surprised to see numerous offers of massage considering its such a peaceful place. So much stress requiring so many massages!
Delighted to find that I can actually have conversations in Spanish. I commiserated with a young man who was trying to sell blankets to tourists. Since he had no English he seemed completely unable to bargain. I suggested a calculator, but he said he had one but lost in a Tuktuk. There are Tuktuks everywhere. They got them from India.
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“Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one.”Einstein .
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