Hotel Gringo Perdido El Remate

... br><br>The downside to the stay was having to put up with all the hippie **** which basically meant they could take years to bring us any food, the toilet didn't work, the shower was full of leaves and the other patrons. We woke early the next day, enjoyed the breathtaking view of the sun rising and then scarpered, with about ten new mosi bites, in search of slightly more higher class digs.

... as hell, we caught an early-morning shuttle, bound for Antigua, four hours away. <br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br > We spent three months living in San Pedro, Guatemala. It&#8217;s not at all what we expected to do, but it&#8217;s what happened. It was a strange, frozen moment in time, where we discovered that life can be that simple.<br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br> <br><br><br ...

There are 3 buses that depart for Coban/Lanquin daily; 4 a.m., 8:30 a.m. and 1:00 p.m. Unfortunately we were too late for the morning bus. Antigua is a postcard perfect town, very similar to what Starbucks uses as the logo for their Antigua, Guatemala coffee. No matter, it gave us some time to take care of a bunch of chores like laundry, Internet, updating blogs....<br><br>Thanks to the historical seismic activities, Antigua had many ruins to explore. A list of the ...

... markers I was struck that you really wouldnt want to be the tallest guy carring the float and you really had to watch out for the roses when you walked on the carpet. As we were watching the procession go buy this guy asked where we were from and it turns out he was from halifax and there was a grouop here for habitat for humanity from halifax and this guy owned the seahorse tavern and new daniel what a small world. The next day we did ...

... Itza founded their new city of Tayazal after abandoning Mexico. The bus stopped outside their choice of hotels for which they get commission, all seemed full so we tried another, the Hotel Tayazal, which was grim but OK for one night. When we came back out a minute later to get our luggage off the roof of the bus, they had driven off. Luckily we ran down the bumpy potholed road and they hadn´t got far so we grabbed the rucksacks and swore at them in English hoping ...

... that perhaps this wasn't the safest place for us to be. This feeling was strengthened when another 10, 20, 50 people came gasping up the thin strip of rocks beside the lava. There was some stumbling, some tumbling rocks, some crying dogs, and some bleeding legs as hoards of people tried to see the lava, while other tried to push their way up and down. We scrambled down the rocks, narrowly avoiding falling boulders, until we felt ...

... t tell me was it involves a 2.5 hour hike up steep terrain that alternates between sharp volcanic rock, dust and some crazy sand-like stuff thats extremely hard to walk through. As soon as we started i knew why the guy laughed when i asked if i should wear my sandals or real shoes... "Sandals!!" he said "Are you nuts!" So as i was completely un-aware of exactly what was involved (i thought we'd just turn up in a van and be presented with some lava ...

... The hotel has a well thought out website with lots of information about the area and is exremely accomodating to visitors. The Guatemalan people are all very considerate of others. Lake Peten is a clean lake that is lovely to swim in. There are lots of tropical birds in the area so we decided to hire an American to take us out in the boat and look for birds. We set out at about 3 pm and crossed the lake, exploring the rivers on the ...

Hola from El Remate. This morning we woke up a little later, had some breakfast made by Theo, our host at the Parrot Nest and headed out. We tried to find a mechanic because the crazy bumpy roads have caused our car to lose a bolt, but failed. Apparently Boxing day is a pretty big holiday here...makes sense since it used to be british columbia. After that we headed to the botanical gardens outside of San Ignacio and ...

... and figure out how we were going to communicate. Our intention was to get to Flores and stay there a few days. One of the taxi drivers followed us at a distance and when we were settled with cold beers in front of us he approached and introduced himself. His English was very good and we realized we could really use that about now, having realized after 15 minutes in the country we were in trouble. His name was Franklin and very quickly we were all good friends. His car was a bit ...