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... up against the window taking it all in. I must have looked funny because the locals kept waving and smiling at me as we drove past. Which I was only too happy to return. This was the start of my solo Central American adventure and I was excited!
We arrived in the dark and I found my hostel. It was called The Yellow House and Corrine and Matt had recommended it to me. It was lovely! I had a tiny little single room upstairs which was just big enough for a bed, a little table with ...
... to pay it. It also turned out that almost everybody had been charged a different amount ranging from Q70 until Q200 per person. This always happens while taking an organized tour from an agency, no matter which country you visit.
Finally we departed at about 10.00 and headed towards Rio Dulce where we arrived 3,5 hours later. Even though the first part of the trip seemed to be quite smooth and we were expecting to arrive in Semuc Champey within 4 hours, ...
... renamed Commodores. Villages seem happy to dump their rubbish just out of the town where vultures play.
Huehuetango is our destination we head into the centre. This is a transit town and extremely busy.
Mileage on bike when entered Guatemala 73552
Mileage covered in Mexico 3569
Total mileage to-date 19602
28 days in Mexico
Average daily mileage ...
... and wait for us to be checked in. The hostel works on a tab system, which as a fairly prolific drinker of beer and rum, proved to be quite dangerous. The first night we played a hell of a lot of pool, and drank a hell of a lot of beer, also made a good bunch of friends who we basically hung out with for the entire 3 days. Mainly British girls and guys. Claire, Rachel, Adam, and Natalie.
That first night, there was ...
... the few days available, we decided to go to this place if only to see what it’s all about. Semuc Champey is anything but secret and far from unreachable, given that any of the dozens and dozens of Antigua’s travel agencies can book a place on one of the dozens of minivans that ply between these two places, loaded with tourists. That being said, the journey was not a walk in the park either: the six official hours as usual turned into nearly nine ...