Day Trippin

Greetings from San Pedro, possibly the cheapest spot in Guatemala you could find. Seriously, it boggles the mind. We are finally starting to find a groove in this crazy mixed up world. On Wednesday we somehow managed to buy stamps and send postcards succesfully. Tommy´s first try pretty much consisted of going to the post office and pointing to his post card with some money. I think I might have added a general butchering..but they got the point. The coolest feeling though was actually going to the local supermarket and buying some fresh peanut butter, cheese, bannanas, crackers, tortillas, and a bottle of the cheapest local rum we could find. All in all I think we payed 11 dollars. The bannanas were worth it...the rum, well its still a good time once you get past the taste.

From there we had one of the most harrowing bus rides of our lives. What was supposed to be 2.5-3 hours ended up taking the better part of 4.5. ´So there we were crammed in the bus with a bunch of Israelis, a couple Canucks, and a Brit with one of the strongest accents I´ve ever heard (sorry not the start to a bad joke), trying not to throw our cookies on one of the steepest roads I´ve seen in real life. We were on our way through some highlands to the Lake, the travelers mecca, and man was it a journey. About 30 hairpin turns, where I thought for sure he was going to have to three point turn, we made our way into San Pedro at roughly 7 at night. Out of nowhere kids are jumping on top of the bus, pulling our bags down, and the stress level started racing, but it turns out they were just looking for a referral commision from one of the many hotels around the main drag. After extricating our stuff from their clutches we ended up following a couple of hippies that led us to their abode called, who woulda thunk it, ¨Trippey´s¨. Keep in mind that San Pedro is the ¨recreational¨capital of the Guatemala, though we´ve yet to partake. It was actually a really chill place with the best vibe of our trip so far. A room for a little less than 2 dollars a night also couldn´t be beat. We spent the rest of the night sitting back with litres of beer on some pillows and hammocks underneath the central gazebo, listening to everybody´s crazy travels. (Its amazing how much the rest of the world travels in contrast to Americans´) Everybody there had been going for at least 3 months, and one person there was on month 11. Really really nice people, and when a local mayan woman came shambling by around 9 with some of the best homemade chocolate cake (mom, your´s is still better), it made the night.

This morning we slep on it, and ended up deciding to move to a little bit nicer spot. There is a huge full moon party tonight and Trippey´s is home to the after party, and since we really aren´t into the mushroom taking or acid laced pink moon punch, we decided it might be a little bit too much of a goat rodeo for us. We found an amazingly gorgous spot overlooking the lake with private bathroom and comfy beds for a little under 7 bucks, so can´t complain. The rest of the day was spent kayaking around the lake and practicing the art of just chillin. (2 hours of kayaking is about $1.25) Well were back to the room to ´catch some more rum and hang low. Tommorrow we are off to Santa Cruz, another side of the lake that apparently has some cliff jumping! Later!