Panajachel

Because we were checking out today, this was our last chance to watch the sunrise over Lake Atitlan from the hostel. So, we woke up early, sat on the deck, and enjoyed the sun breaking over the mountains. Unfortunately, the clouds extended the sunrise until later in the morning, and in the end, we could only really glimpse it peeking through the clouds, but we enjoyed it nonetheless. Afterwards, we headed back to bed for a brief sleep. No one was awake, and breakfast didn't open for a while, so it was pointless to stay up and sit around. Plus, we needed the extra sleep after a pretty big night. After our brief nap, we had breaky, packed our stuff, checked out, and hung out around the hostel. After saying our goodbyes, we boarded the lancha back to the main city on the lake and began our journey to the hostel. The hostel was really cool with a rooftop bar and pool and 360-degree views of the city. We then explored Pana, which was a cute little market town. Plenty of local markets, cafes, bars, etc. After a coffee and a walk around, we headed back toward the lake to wander around the lakeside. It was really nice but the weather blocked our view around the whole lake sadly. After some more time exploring, we called it for the day and found a nice-looking rooftop bar for a feed and a quick drink. We had drunk our weight in beer over the last few days, so we settled for a couple of cranberry vodkas before retiring. Before that could happen, however, we had some of the best tacos we had during our time in Central America. Although we haven't had a bad meal, let alone bad tacos. This one was incredible and hit the spot perfectly. We headed home for an early night, yet we had forgotten that it was karaoke night. They didn't let us forget for long as despite being 3 floors down, we could easily hear them until about 10pm. Luckily, after that, it stopped. I am convinced of a curse that has happened many, many times during my travels. Mostly, I check into hostels the night of karaoke, which I fucking hate as there is no worse way to meet people, and I always seem to check out the night of the beer pong tournament. The worst combination. Nonetheless we managed to get some sleep once everyone left for the clubs at 10pm.En savoir plus