San Marcos

This weekend we said goodbye to our first housemates and took a trip with the school to Lake Atitlan. We arrived after a two hour bus ride to a little town called San Marcos. The sidewalks were all just little dirt paths and there weren´t any tourists. It was beautiful and full of colors. Our room was darling but we had to share it with creatures of the night, including a 6 inch centipede-slug-combo and spiders as big as a 50 cent piece. We went swimming in the lake and all the local children came to watch and giggle. They kept asking us to take their picture. They are all so sweet to each other. All the surrounding volcanoes were beautiful in contrast with the lake. It was warm and heavenly. Mom found lots of flowers full of hummingbirds to photograph. The photograph of the volcano in the middle (the view across the city) was taken on our trip out of Xela. While in San Marcos, we ate at a little restaurant that had three tables. It was so small that when our group ordered beers, the restaurant owners went out to buy them. On Sunday morning, all the families dressed up and went to church. We took a boat across the lake to the big market in Santiago. The bus ride home was filled with loud singing by our driver, Sergio and loud chortles by our wonderful activities coordinator, Josue.