We boarded at the corner closest to our hostel, which was convenient, and watched as all four of our bags were thrown onto the roof of the bus. It was a pretty pleasant ride until a drunk man boarded the back through the emergency door. Luckily, a nice Guatemalan man named Carlos made sure that he didn{t bother us.
We transferred buses in Chimeltenango, which required that we throw our bags up to the handler while trying to get into the back (all while the bus is still moving). When the chicken buses stop, they don{t really stop! We were on the second bus for at least an hour, ascending the entire time, acting as an audience to the fruitsnack peddlers who drop candy on your lap and ask you to pay and to the young couple making out in front of us (Note-- young Guatemalans seem to like dropping a few quetzals in places like ruins, old churches and chicken buses where they set up picnics and make out all day LOL).
On the third bus, we met Annie and Camille who are traveling southward to Chile. Amazingly, Camille only carries a school backpack, and they{re both really easy going travelers. Their last stop was in West Belize, where they lived and worked in the jungle for a week sin electricity.
We four took a boat to San Pedro, checked out a few seedy hostels till we found one we liked, and had a delicious fish and peppian dinner overlooking the lake. I fed my scraps to a mama dog, who ate every chicken bone (because the dogs here are so skinny and hungry). Then Sara and I went exploring for a little while, stopping at the really cool Jarachick for a drink.
Today we{re climbing La Nariz de Indio near Volcan San Pedro.
Tomorrow is either Mexico, Belize or northern Guatemala. We can{t make up our minds!
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