Hotel Isla De Flores

... the football game (soccer for you yanks!), ducked into their version of a 7-11 to see if they had any &#8220;exotic&#8221; soda for Michael, and continued on. <br><br>Then we turned a corner and &#8220;jackpot&#8221;! A street market was awaiting our discovery, and it seemed to go on and on. I tried to keep track of Michael, but he would disappear into shops exploring this trinket and that item. He found a puzzle of the Mexican states, and we ...

... very good prices. It was great to get some healthy food for a change so I thoroughly enjoyed my vegetarian lasagna and salad. Flores is a nice island in a beatuful lake in northern Guatemala. The island is completely developed and does not have much to it, however its claim to fame is its vicinity to Tikal an ancient Mayan ruin.<br><br>Tikal was first settled and built up between 4BC-900AD and then mysteriously vacated. The local guides believe ...

... group for a few minutes, and it was massive, like I said, about thirty people, what was the point of being her so early if I was going to tag along with thirty other people? No wildlife would dare show its face to a horde of backpackers. So rather than pay $20 to learn a lot but be with a lot of people, I went solo. At no point did I regret this decision.<br><br> These ruins were set over 23 square km and at ...

... br><br>Flores is most commonly visited as a base for seeing the ruins of Tikal. Tikal is the second-to-last major ruin in this part of our trip. Like the previous ruins (Palenque, Uxmal, Tulum, and Coba) it´s a Mayan ruin, and again -- in a rather interesting setting. For the first time, we opted for a guided tour of the ruins, which was quite helpful for navigating the ruins (which are in a much more jungle-like setting than the others) as well as ...

... for them and made them really connect with the universe. Maybe I am missing something. It was just some rock skyscrapers rising out of a bug infested jungle. If you stop long enough to meditate, the only thing that will move you is the amount of mosquitos attacking you. Tikal...cool for sure... but life altering? Nah.<br><br>My group was done looking at the sites in about two hours so that meant we had two hours to kill before the first bus back ...

... drinking coffee at breakfast, I was THE SLOWEST person in the group, except, of course, for saint Guadalupe. (And because he is from Xela, and the people in Xela are fondly refered to as "Chivos", or "Mountain Goats", I refered to us as Los Chivos Atrás. He seemed to like the idea, and every time I had to stop and rest, he would encourage my by cheering our new team name Chivos Atrás! Haha.)<br><br>The whole group stopped at about 1PM for lunch in a gorgeous mountain ...

... noise¨. I honestly couldn´t believe the volume at which these roosters were cackling. <br><br>This morning, we took the boat across the lake to a village named San Marcos. In a nutshell, San Marcos is a highly environmentally friendly village and home to many hippies who are seeking a peaceful respite. There are meditation gardens and spas surrounding our hotel. Our hotel, Aaculaax, is by far on my top 3 lists of best hotels ...

... sich dann auch beim letzten Marsch zum Gipfel hoch bemerkbar machen. So wie eine Mischung aus Astmathiker und Vollalkoholiker fuehlten wir uns und im Schneckentempo kaempften wir uns Schritt fuer Schritt hoch. Aber hey, wir alle sieben schafften es letztendlich und wurden von einer waermenden Sonne, einem wunderschoenen Ausblick bis Mexiko und einem Kilo Schokorosinen begruesst! :)

... is about 11 hours ahead of PST. Germany is about 8 hours ahead). We hoped that nothing had interfered with their plan to leave that day but had no way to contact them. After so many hours on the bus and still feeling some shock and anxiety about the Mumbai situation it felt good to take a walk to the center of town to see if we could exchange the last of our Mexican pesos. The only "casa de cambio" we could find was closed. Tapachula is fairly ...

... indlysende. " Hvad vil du ellers ? " spurgte min ihærdige ven. " Vente på chickenbussen, der går klokken otte i aften ? " - " Næh, jeg går da bare ! " - sagde jeg til stor moro for os begge og de omkringstående der altid er der, for at se om tricket lykkes. - Og så begyndte jeg at gå !Nu er det sådan, - jeg har set det så mange steder - at de ofte stærke taxa organisationer har formået at fortrænge de billigere transportformer til mere ydmyge steder, længere væk. S ...