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As the title suggests this is our last destination before we head back to London and real life, so this will be the last post for a while – until we find we need another adventure of course.

After a few fantastically relaxing days in San Marcos la Laguna it was time to head to Mexico City for our return flight to good old London. We've pre-booked a room at Hostal Dos Fridas y Diego, so from the airport we take a taxi straight there. Our Formula 1 driver of our taxi gets us to our destination in next to no time. We again notice wherever we look there is Police absolutely everywhere, and especially as we approach our hostel – we later learn that we’re slap in the middle of the district where most of the embassies are based, so that could explain the extra heavy police presence in our area.

The lady that welcomes us upon our arrival is very friendly and helpful and after a bit of problems with opening the lock to the room we’d booked we get relocated to a massive spacious room with two double and one single bed. The hostel is really colourfully decorated with the running theme of Frida Kahlo in mind of course – there are pictures of and by her everywhere.

[caption id="attachment_2870" align="aligncenter" width="545"]Hostal Dos Fridas y Diego, Mexico City. Hostal Dos Fridas y Diego, Mexico City.[/caption]

To try to make the most out of our short stay here in Mexico City we have a browse through the various flyers in the reception and decide on booking up a full day excursion to the Teotihuacan Pyramids for the next day and a half day tour of the markets in the morning of the following morning before our flight back home.

On the morning of our excursion to the Teotihuacan Pyramids Hannah is unfortunately not feeling very well - it’s another bout with stomach upsets, so I have to set off on my own. As the pickup is before the start of breakfast service at our hostel they let me have free range of the kitchen and after a couple of fried eggs some fruit and coffee I'm ready to go. Luckily the tour company doesn't charge for Hannah despite the last minute cancellation.

The group of our tour is quite small – it’s only six of us altogether. It’s a mix of French, Portuguese, German and English which gives our guide the opportunity to show off his language skills. Quite impressively he seems to manage all these languages very well, but he doesn't attempt to talk to me in Norwegian... I can’t say I blame him for that though – not exactly a world language.

The tour starts with introductions and a little history lesson about the history of the Teotihuacan Pyramids, the ancient civilisation that built them, and about the discovery and excavation of the site. The journey down to the pyramids takes roughly an hour and after the guide finish our history-lesson we’re left to either have a bit of a rest, or like me just admiring the never ending urban landscape of this enormous city.

Before entering the site we have a mandatory stopover at an arts and craft market where we get a little demonstration of the traditions of hand crafts using a local cactus species and also the obsidian rock. By now I'm so used to these mandatory visits to crafts markets on every tour we've done that I would find it odd and unsettling if we didn't stop at one. I'm actually very happy to visit this one as for once I can actually do a little bit of shopping – it’s the end of our travels so I don’t have worry about not having space in the backpack and the prospect of carrying around extra weight for weeks, or even months, as have been the reason for not going crazy shopping for all the lovely stuff we've encountered along our trip. Also, as Hannah might need a bit of cheering up after being stuck indoors in bed all day a couple of souvenirs might help her a bit.

[caption id="attachment_2835" align="aligncenter" width="545"]An Obsidian rock workshop by the Teotihuacan Pyramids, Mexico City. An Obsidian rock workshop by the Teotihuacan Pyramids, Mexico City.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2836" align="aligncenter" width="533"]Mexico City. Mexico City.[/caption]

After the shopping-stop it’s time for the main attraction of our tour the Teotihuacan Pyramids where we get about three hours to roam around after a short guided tour of The Palace of Quetzalpapalotl. Three hours sounds like an adequate amount of time to explore the site but I soon discover otherwise. The site is absolutely enormous but that is not the main problem – because it’s Easter Sunday the site is absolutely ram-packed with people, making it slightly challenging to climb the pyramids – there are queues everywhere and to get to the top of the main monument, the Pyramid of the Sun takes me about one and a half hour due to the unbelievable queue. I practically have to run back down to make it in time for the bus. I'm glad I started with the Pyramid of the Moon where there were less queuing or I might have only been able to see the one pyramid. The views from the top of the pyramids are amazing so it’s definitely worth the wait and the standing around in the sweltering heat under a relentlessly scorching sun – very fitting circumstances when climbing the Pyramid of the Sun of course.

[caption id="attachment_2837" align="aligncenter" width="545"]Teotihuacan, Mexico City. Teotihuacan, Mexico City.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2838" align="aligncenter" width="545"]The Palace of Quetzalpapalotl at Teotihuacan, Mexico City. The Palace of Quetzalpapalotl at Teotihuacan, Mexico City.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2839" align="aligncenter" width="533"]The Palace of Quetzalpapalotl at Teotihuacan, Mexico City. The Palace of Quetzalpapalotl at Teotihuacan, Mexico City.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2840" align="aligncenter" width="545"]The Palace of Quetzalpapalotl at Teotihuacan, Mexico City. The Palace of Quetzalpapalotl at Teotihuacan, Mexico City.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2841" align="aligncenter" width="533"]Pyramid of the Moon at Teotihuacan, Mexico City. Pyramid of the Moon at Teotihuacan, Mexico City.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2842" align="aligncenter" width="545"]Pyramid of the Moon at Teotihuacan, Mexico City. Pyramid of the Moon at Teotihuacan, Mexico City.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2843" align="aligncenter" width="545"]View from the Pyramid of the Moon at Teotihuacan, Mexico City. View from the Pyramid of the Moon at Teotihuacan, Mexico City.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2844" align="aligncenter" width="533"]View from the Pyramid of the Moon at Teotihuacan, Mexico City. View from the Pyramid of the Moon at Teotihuacan, Mexico City.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2845" align="aligncenter" width="545"]View from the Pyramid of the Moon at Teotihuacan, Mexico City. View from the Pyramid of the Moon at Teotihuacan, Mexico City.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2846" align="aligncenter" width="545"]View from the Pyramid of the Moon at Teotihuacan, Mexico City. View from the Pyramid of the Moon at Teotihuacan, Mexico City.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2847" align="aligncenter" width="545"]Pyramid of the Moon at Teotihuacan, Mexico City. Pyramid of the Moon at Teotihuacan, Mexico City.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2848" align="aligncenter" width="533"]Teotihuacan, Mexico City. Teotihuacan, Mexico City.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2849" align="aligncenter" width="545"]Pyramid of the Sun at Teotihuacan, Mexico City. Pyramid of the Sun at Teotihuacan, Mexico City.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2850" align="aligncenter" width="533"]One of many souvenir vendors in front of the Pyramid of the Sun at Teotihuacan, Mexico City. One of many souvenir vendors in front of the Pyramid of the Sun at Teotihuacan, Mexico City.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2851" align="aligncenter" width="545"]The start of the queue for the Pyramid of the Sun at Teotihuacan, Mexico City. The start of the queue for the Pyramid of the Sun at Teotihuacan, Mexico City.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2852" align="aligncenter" width="533"]More queuing for the Pyramid of the Sun at Teotihuacan, Mexico City. More queuing for the Pyramid of the Sun at Teotihuacan, Mexico City.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2853" align="aligncenter" width="533"]More queuing for the Pyramid of the Sun at Teotihuacan, Mexico City. More queuing for the Pyramid of the Sun at Teotihuacan, Mexico City.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2854" align="aligncenter" width="545"]More queuing for the Pyramid of the Sun at Teotihuacan, Mexico City. More queuing for the Pyramid of the Sun at Teotihuacan, Mexico City.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2855" align="aligncenter" width="533"]I drifted lonely as a cloud... while queuing for the Pyramid of the Sun at Teotihuacan, Mexico City. I drifted lonely as a cloud... while queuing for the Pyramid of the Sun at Teotihuacan, Mexico City.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2856" align="aligncenter" width="545"]More queuing for the Pyramid of the Sun at Teotihuacan, Mexico City. More queuing for the Pyramid of the Sun at Teotihuacan, Mexico City.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2857" align="aligncenter" width="545"]View from the Pyramid of the Sun at Teotihuacan, Mexico City. View from the Pyramid of the Sun at Teotihuacan, Mexico City.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2858" align="aligncenter" width="545"]View from the Pyramid of the Sun at Teotihuacan, Mexico City. View from the Pyramid of the Sun at Teotihuacan, Mexico City.[/caption]

After being close to having a sun-stroke we return to the artisan market we visited earlier for some lunch in their restaurant. It’s a buffet of locally traditional food, and it’s quite a spread they’ve laid out for us – my favourites are the cactus stew-like dish and some blackened chicken, all washed down by some nice Mexican beer of course.

After a lovely lunch it’s back to central Mexico City and a visit to The Basilica of Our Lady of Guadalupe where the infamous Image of Our Lady of Guadalupe hangs. None of us are particularly interested in this part of the tour – not even the guide... when one of our party asks whether he’s sad to be away from his family on this Easter Sunday he is quick to respond saying he’s not a Catholic and would otherwise spend the day in the sofa with DVDs and junk food. When he tells the story of the Image of Our Lady of Guadalupe his disbelief in the story shines through – I find that very amusing.

[caption id="attachment_2859" align="aligncenter" width="545"]The old Basilica of Our Lady of Guadalupe, Mexico City. The old Basilica of Our Lady of Guadalupe, Mexico City.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2860" align="aligncenter" width="533"]The old Basilica of Our Lady of Guadalupe, Mexico City. The old Basilica of Our Lady of Guadalupe, Mexico City.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2861" align="aligncenter" width="533"]The modern Basilica of Our Lady of Guadalupe, Mexico City. The modern Basilica of Our Lady of Guadalupe, Mexico City.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2862" align="aligncenter" width="545"]Mass blessings outside of the modern Basilica of Our Lady of Guadalupe, Mexico City. Mass blessings outside of the modern Basilica of Our Lady of Guadalupe, Mexico City.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2863" align="aligncenter" width="545"]The modern Basilica of Our Lady of Guadalupe, Mexico City. The modern Basilica of Our Lady of Guadalupe, Mexico City.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2864" align="aligncenter" width="545"]The image of Our Lady of Guadalupe inside the modern Basilica of Our Lady of Guadalupe, Mexico City. The image of Our Lady of Guadalupe inside the modern Basilica of Our Lady of Guadalupe, Mexico City.[/caption]

Our last stop is the Archaeological site of Tlatelolco, the Colonial Church of Santiago, and Plaza de las Tres Culturas (square of three cultures). Tlatelolco was apparently where the last stand of the Aztec against the Spaniards took place. The square next to the archaeological site is called the square of three cultures because of the surrounding pre-Hispanic ruins, the Colonial Church of Santiago, and the modern urban landscape of Mexico City meets here.

[caption id="attachment_2865" align="aligncenter" width="545"]The Archaeological site of Tlatelolco, Mexico City. The Archaeological site of Tlatelolco, Mexico City.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2866" align="aligncenter" width="545"]The Archaeological site of Tlatelolco, Mexico City. The Archaeological site of Tlatelolco, Mexico City.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2867" align="aligncenter" width="545"]The Archaeological site of Tlatelolco, Mexico City. The Archaeological site of Tlatelolco, Mexico City.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2868" align="aligncenter" width="545"]The Archaeological site of Tlatelolco, Mexico City. The Archaeological site of Tlatelolco, Mexico City.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2869" align="aligncenter" width="545"]Colonial Church of Santiago by the  archaeological site of Tlatelolco, Mexico City. Colonial Church of Santiago by the archaeological site of Tlatelolco, Mexico City.[/caption]

Returning to the hostel I learn that poor Hannah have been cooped up inside all day, which doesn't sound very exciting. The only good thing about that is she’s been able to concentrate on her blogging all day and got a lot of typing done.

The next day, and it’s our last day of our five months adventure. We’d booked up a market tour and again have to leave the hostel before breakfast service. We take charge of the kitchen and cook our breakfast before checking out and arranging the storage of our backpacks with the lady in reception. All sorted we head over to the start-point of our tour in Hostel Amigo where the travel company is based. It’s not very far away and with the help of the metro we’re there in no time – but only to learn that the tour is unlikely to go ahead as there is only us two interested to do it today. We were under the illusion that when you book a tour and it’s confirmed it wouldn't matter how many else were interested – the main clue being in the word confirmed... They still decide the tour is off, so we (slightly pissed off) decide to do our own tour of the markets, as they’re all within walking-distance. We first get a bit side-tracked as I wouldn't mind having a look at Plaza de la Constitucion and a quick nose at the Cathedral – we’d passed it in the car the day before on our way to the Teotihuacan Pyramids (apparently it doesn't really have a name, but it’s referred to either “The Cathedral” or the “Metropolitan Cathedral”). After this we head down to the Markets for our self-guided tour.

[caption id="attachment_2871" align="aligncenter" width="533"]Plaza de la Constitucion, Mexico City. Plaza de la Constitucion, Mexico City.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2872" align="aligncenter" width="545"]Mexico City Metropolitan Cathedral. Mexico City Metropolitan Cathedral.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2873" align="aligncenter" width="533"]Mexico City Metropolitan Cathedral. Mexico City Metropolitan Cathedral.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2874" align="aligncenter" width="533"]Mexico City Metropolitan Cathedral. Mexico City Metropolitan Cathedral.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2875" align="aligncenter" width="533"]Mexico City Metropolitan Cathedral. Mexico City Metropolitan Cathedral.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2876" align="aligncenter" width="545"]Mexico City Metropolitan Cathedral. Mexico City Metropolitan Cathedral.[/caption]

The first market is called Mercado de la Merced and is a very lively and colourful food market. The second one is called Mercado de Sonora, where you can find all sorts of pets, and some livestock as well, and it also has a section for all kinds of herbs and spices and all you need for practising voodoo.  We had planned to go to a third market as well, the Mercado Flores Roman, but after the two previous ones we’re all marketed-out and decide to head for a restaurant for lunch.

[caption id="attachment_2877" align="aligncenter" width="533"]Mercado de la Merced, Mexico City. Mercado de la Merced, Mexico City.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2878" align="aligncenter" width="533"]Mercado de la Merced, Mexico City. Mercado de la Merced, Mexico City.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2887" align="aligncenter" width="545"]Mercado de la Merced, Mexico City. Mercado de la Merced, Mexico City.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2879" align="aligncenter" width="533"]Mercado de la Merced, Mexico City. Mercado de la Merced, Mexico City.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2880" align="aligncenter" width="545"]Mercado de la Merced, Mexico City. Mercado de la Merced, Mexico City.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2881" align="aligncenter" width="545"]Mercado de la Merced, Mexico City. Mercado de la Merced, Mexico City.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2882" align="aligncenter" width="545"]Mercado de la Merced, Mexico City. Mercado de la Merced, Mexico City.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2883" align="aligncenter" width="545"]Mercado de la Merced, Mexico City. Mercado de la Merced, Mexico City.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2884" align="aligncenter" width="545"]Mexico City. Mexico City.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2885" align="aligncenter" width="533"]Mercado de Sonora, Mexico City. Mercado de Sonora, Mexico City.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2886" align="aligncenter" width="545"]Outside Mercado de Sonora, Mexico City. Outside Mercado de Sonora, Mexico City.[/caption]

After filling our bellies up with a lovely lunch we head back to our hostel to get ready for our flight back to London. We have ample time, enough to get changed and freshen up before our taxi comes to pick us up. Hannah have arranged with her brother to come and pick us up on arrival in London, so we head to the airport with the peace of mind that we’ll not have to fight our way through the busy tube with our enormous backpacks. Our flight is a fairly comfortable 11 hour flight and as we come out into the terminal building after picking up our bags Hannah’s brother and sister-in-law welcomes us with flowers, champagne, Christmas pudding and Easter eggs. It’s nice to be back after all this time and with such a welcome we feel very spoiled. We get into the car and start the drive through London to get home – it’s a really lovely sunny day and everything looks so beautiful in the sunlight as we glide through town. It’s such a nice feeling to recognise the surroundings for once and not having to keep a track of where we are and where we’re heading with the GPS on Google Maps in case we have a dodgy taxi driver that wants to rip us off by taking the long way around or to the wrong location and an expensive hotel where he’ll get commission. We know where we’re going this time, and we know we don’t have a dodgy driver – it’s a very comforting feeling.

After five months away it’s also going to be good to get back into working again - although I have of course been working with my photography all along my travels it’s going to be good to get back to commissioned work, and get some structure back into life. I wonder how long I will last before I have to go away for a holiday again though.

Started a bit later than planned from our lovely hostel in Guatemala City and got a taxi to the bus station. At first we were a bit sceptic about taking the 2nd class bus (chicken bus) but this turned out to be quite a fun little adventure. They really cram the bus full so we got squashed to within an inch of our lives, but it was a nice atmosphere in the bus and everybody has a big smile on their faces. Every now and then the bus picks up vendors who pass through the bus selling their goods before being dropped off further along the route.

When we arrive in San Marcos la Laguna it’s around eight in the evening and as we don’t have a map of the place we have no idea where the guest houses we’d looked at are situated - and there is no roads here, only a network of small paths so the guest houses’ addresses are just San Marcos la Laguna and no street-names. Along the paths there is no lighting which doesn't help us in our navigation. After walking up and down the main path and then up and down countless of more times we finally find a place to stay for the night. It’s not the nicest place – it’s a very basic room, which isn't anything unusual or bad in itself, but the shared facilities are downright very grubby. It serves us for the one night though as we find it near impossible to find any open guest houses. Next day we learn most guest houses close their receptions around six in the evening (apparently for security reasons) although San Marcos seems completely safe to us.

[caption id="attachment_2797" align="aligncenter" width="545"]Having a gorgeous curry at Restaurant Fe, San Marcos la Laguna. Having a gorgeous curry at Restaurant Fe, San Marcos la Laguna.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2798" align="aligncenter" width="426"]Lake Atitlán seen from the shore at San Marcos la Laguna. Lake Atitlán seen from the shore at San Marcos la Laguna.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2799" align="aligncenter" width="545"]A bit of streetart in San Marcos la Laguna. A bit of streetart in San Marcos la Laguna.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2800" align="aligncenter" width="545"]A bit of streetart in San Marcos la Laguna. A bit of streetart in San Marcos la Laguna.[/caption]

First thing in the morning we head over to Hotel Aaculaax to see if they have any available rooms. We’re in luck and get an amazing room – really spacious and with a nice view of the garden. We could also have opted for one of their self-contained flats up in the hill above the hotel with what must be an amazing view, but at 800 Quetzales (US$ 100) per night it is a bit above our budget. Our room is unfortunately not available for our whole stay here so for the last two days we go for a smaller room (the good thing is that it’s cheaper of course). We love the décor in this hotel – everything is built by volunteers and out of recycled materials. It’s got heaps of character and the staff and owners are really friendly and helpful. The breakfast is also absolutely amazing with lots of fruit, home-made jam and fresh locally grown coffee. No wonder this place holds the top spot on TripAdvisor.

[caption id="attachment_2801" align="aligncenter" width="533"]The path up to Hotel Aaculaax, San Marcos la Laguna. The path up to Hotel Aaculaax, San Marcos la Laguna.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2802" align="aligncenter" width="545"]Our room at Hotel Aaculaax, San Marcos la Laguna. Our room at Hotel Aaculaax, San Marcos la Laguna.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2803" align="aligncenter" width="545"]The view of the garen from our room at Hotel Aaculaax, San Marcos la Laguna. The view of the garen from our room at Hotel Aaculaax, San Marcos la Laguna.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2804" align="aligncenter" width="545"]Our room at Hotel Aaculaax, San Marcos la Laguna. Our room at Hotel Aaculaax, San Marcos la Laguna.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2805" align="aligncenter" width="533"]Our bathroom at Hotel Aaculaax, San Marcos la Laguna. Our bathroom at Hotel Aaculaax, San Marcos la Laguna.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2816" align="aligncenter" width="533"]Hotel Aaculaax, San Marcos la Laguna. Hotel Aaculaax, San Marcos la Laguna.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2817" align="aligncenter" width="545"]Hotel Aaculaax, San Marcos la Laguna. Hotel Aaculaax, San Marcos la Laguna.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2821" align="aligncenter" width="545"]Hotel Aaculaax, San Marcos la Laguna. Hotel Aaculaax, San Marcos la Laguna.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2822" align="aligncenter" width="533"]Hotel Aaculaax, San Marcos la Laguna. Hotel Aaculaax, San Marcos la Laguna.[/caption]

The atmosphere here in San Marcos is dangerously relaxing – almost hypnotic - and we find time just flies by while we get a well deserved rest and recharge at the end of our trip. People here are also really friendly and as we walk around exploring the place virtually everyone you encounter says hello with a smile – it’s infectious and really makes it a pleasurable place.

[caption id="attachment_2825" align="aligncenter" width="545"]View of Lake Atitlán from San Marcos La Laguna, Guatemala. View of Lake Atitlán from San Marcos La Laguna, Guatemala.[/caption]

The most important highlight of my travels was played out here in San Marcos la Laguna. It all happened when we went to jump into the Lake Atitlán from the rocks. It’s a really popular thing to do here in San Marcos and there is even a seven meter high platform where you can jump off of. The water has a really nice temperature and it’s really deep so it’s very safe to jump in even from very high up. I decide to try to dive from the platform and have Hannah take a photo of me in the dive. Little does she know of the upcoming surprise. I dive in and when I surface and swim into land I call to Hannah saying I found something on the bottom of the lake. She’s very curious about what this can be and as I hand it over to her it becomes clear it’s a small ring and as she receive it I ask for her hand in marriage. To my relief there is no sign of hesitation and I get an instant YES. It made me feel like the luckiest man alive.

[caption id="attachment_2808" align="aligncenter" width="545"]This is me taking the plunge :-) When I surfaced again I claimed to have found something on the bottom of the lake. It was a ring, and when I handed it over to Hannah I asked for her hand in marriage... She said YES!!! :-) This is me taking the plunge :-) When I surfaced again I claimed to have found something on the bottom of the lake. It was a ring, and when I handed it over to Hannah I asked for her hand in marriage... She said YES!!! :-)[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2818" align="aligncenter" width="533"]The little ring that signifies so much - even if it's a temporary stand-in :-) The little ring that signifies so much - even if it's a temporary stand-in :-)[/caption]

We spend the rest of our stay just lounging around in town eating gorgeous food – all locally sourced and organic of course – and find it really hilarious with all the hippies we encounter – some are really, really “far out” and like a throwback from the sixties. Here you can actually find true hippies - something we’d hoped to see more of previously in our adventure, but unfortunately not had much luck with. It’s also really fun when there is live music in the restaurants and as they pass by they dance in the style of seaweed on the bottom of the ocean, swaying around with their hands high in the air as if in slow motion.

[caption id="attachment_2806" align="aligncenter" width="545"]Lake Atitlán seen from the Mayan viewpoint at San Marcos la Laguna. Lake Atitlán seen from the Mayan viewpoint at San Marcos la Laguna.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2807" align="aligncenter" width="533"]Hanna at the Mayan viewpoint at San Marcos la Laguna. Hanna at the Mayan viewpoint at San Marcos la Laguna.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2810" align="aligncenter" width="545"]Street art in San Pedro La Laguna. Street art in San Pedro La Laguna.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2811" align="aligncenter" width="545"]Chicken-busses in San Pedro La Laguna. Chicken-busses in San Pedro La Laguna.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2812" align="aligncenter" width="533"]Street art in San Pedro La Laguna. Street art in San Pedro La Laguna.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2813" align="aligncenter" width="545"]Street art in San Pedro La Laguna. Street art in San Pedro La Laguna.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2814" align="aligncenter" width="545"]San Pedro La Laguna. San Pedro La Laguna.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2815" align="aligncenter" width="545"]Street art in San Pedro La Laguna. Street art in San Pedro La Laguna.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2819" align="aligncenter" width="465"]Lake Atitlán seen from the shore at San Marcos la Laguna. Lake Atitlán seen from the shore at San Marcos la Laguna.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2820" align="aligncenter" width="545"]"Canadian Bacon" performing at The Mojito House, San Marcos la Laguna. "Canadian Bacon" performing at The Mojito House, San Marcos la Laguna.[/caption]

We decide to splash out a bit as we’re close to the end of our trip and hire a private taxi from the hotel to Guatemala City Airport for our flight to the last destination Mexico City. We get picked up just after eight in the morning so there is no time for breakfast. Our driver stops at a petrol station which has a little restaurant attached though and we have a fantastic traditional breakfast there – really unexpected how good this meal in a petrol station is – a very pleasant surprise. After this it’s direct drive to the airport and we arrive nicely in good time for our flight.

[caption id="attachment_2823" align="aligncenter" width="533"]Our amazingly lovely traditional Guatemalan breakfast at a truck-stop on our way to the airport. Our amazingly lovely traditional Guatemalan breakfast at a truck-stop on our way to the airport.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_2824" align="aligncenter" width="545"]Our amazingly lovely traditional Guatemalan breakfast at a truck-stop on our way to the airport. Our amazingly lovely traditional Guatemalan breakfast at a truck-stop on our way to the airport.[/caption]