I had the good fortune to be stuck on a bus full of US
students. Something about a group of loud, obnoxious American students is so
off-putting. I pretended not to speak English to avoid talking to them. One of
them came up with the brilliant idea of identifying any dog on the sidewalk
(DOTS) and winning 10 points each time. So I had to spend the whole bus ride hearing
them do this.
The secretary from my Spanish school happened to be on the
bus as well, with a student from the school. They were clearly dating and I
felt like I had stumbled upon something clandestine.
After arriving in Panajachel and getting a hotel room at the
Hotel Primavera I walked up and down Calle Satander. Boring, long street with
the usual vendors selling handicrafts, fabrics etc. The only interesting thing
was watching the Mayan women set up their stores in the morning from my hotel
window. Those indigenous women are burly. Unfortunately my room had a leaky
roof. Fortunately, it was over the shower so I didn’t bother trying to change
rooms.
Lago Atitlan is very big but not breathtakingly beautiful as
I had hoped/expected. The problem with having witnessed such beautiful sights
around the world is the lack of wonderment I have when I see things like this.
I’m just not impressed.
The highlight of the day was
hearing the loudest thunderstorm ever. Spent the afternoon indoors due to heavy
rain watching Bridget Jones’ Diary with Spanish subtitled. I forgot how much of
a crush I have on Colin Firth sigh
Oh, I do appreciate the sense of humour the tuk-tuk drivers of Panajachel
have. Lots of them had big stickers like “Fast and Furious” and “Ferrari” stuck
on their front window.
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