Saturday in San Pedro la Laguna

Another fine trip to San Pedro with Amazing Iva! Only Q25 to take a public boat across the lake. (Which strangely enough is the same cost as a chicken bus to Xela two hours away!)

Iva chatting it up with a super friendly British boy on the lancha from Pana to San Pedro.

The best health food store on the Lake!

If you haven't been over to San Pedro recently, please note that the health food store has moved! Don't fret though...it's just down the street from where it was, and it's a bigger and better location.

Clouds snagged on the hills.

We stepped off the street into a field of sorts to take the picture above. There was a nice Australian guy standing there admiring the view. Chatted with him for a bit. We were wondering which town it was across the lake when a nice old Guatemalan man came up and spoke to us in Spanish. We caught most of what he said. That's the town of San Pablo, he told us, and then proceeded to name all the towns around the lake in a circle. He told us that Panajachel is sometimes called San Francisco because that's their patron saint. San Pablo is where he's from. He said he walks an hour and a half every morning to come to San Pedro. Then he handed us a laminated card that said, in English, that he was collecting donations for a school/orphanage for San Pablo. True? Who knows. But he was polite and knowledgeable, so I gave him Q20.

OMG the cutest dog ever!!

San Pedro has some super steep hills! I'll post a short video on my YouTube channel later.

I took Iva to see the big church that my sisters and I visited last year. It's pretty impressive! A man came out and motioned us to come upstairs. Iva went all the way to the top, but I was too nervous about the steep staircase.

See the face in the hills? It's Indian Nose!

Iva on the stairs going up!

View from the church looking over San Pedro.

After the church, we just wandered around town checking stuff out until we got hungry.

Iva on the right buying a coconut for Q6. Kid tried to rip her off.
I love the old cobbled streets. I wonder how long they've been there? How many feet have passed over them?

Somehow in our wanderings, we found the Santiago dock. This is where you would catch a boat to go to the east side of Lake Atitlan.

Near the dock there was a covered building of old arcade games. I snapped this picture and then a guy yelled out, "Cinco quetzales!" He wanted money for the photo. Pfft. I just kept walking.

San Pedro has the coolest murals.

Such amazing artists in this town.

I translated this as best I could. If anyone has a more accurate translation, please put it in the comments.
"She is a woman as strong as obsidian, green and soft like the word that lies in the grasses, with her hands wrap the children who have come, with her lights (intelligence?) to illuminate this planet with joy. 

Some of the murals are well done but incomprehensible. The colours on this one were amazing! But, um, what is it?

View from our table in the garden of The Clover in San Pedro

I had samosas for only Q30. Look at that presentation! Yum.

We know from previous trips to head back to Pana before it gets too late in the afternoon. That's when the storms and winds come in, and the lake can get pretty choppy!
We went back to the docks and asked for the boat to Pana. A guy motioned us to a lancha and we jumped in. Surprisingly, I knew someone on the boat! It was Adriana, a friend from Pana. We started chatting and she mentioned she was going to San Marcos. I said, "This boat doesn't go to Pana?" She said, "It does. It just stops at all the little docks along the way."
I had heard there were boats that did this, but in all my trips around the lake, I had always been on a direct boat. Iva and I hesitantly agreed to stay on this boat and see what it was like.

Well, it was lovely! The boat went slower than usual and skidded and bumped cross-wind along the shore. We got to stop at all these neat little docks and pick up and drop off passengers along the way. There were little grandmothers with huge baskets, scrambling expertly in and out of the boat. There was a guy with two goofy dogs that tromped all over our feet. There were two brave women whose dock was several feet above the boat, and they managed to clamber down after much encouragement. (I'll bet that wasn't in the hotel brochure! It probably said, "Easily accessible by boat.") Then there was an adorable couple who sat at the front of the boat laughing and getting wet with spray, until the driver asked the girl to come to the back to balance the weight. Yeah, right! I'm sure the pretty 110-pound blonde girl will balance the boat more than her 6-foot boyfriend!  :D

When I commented to Adriana that the hills were so green, she said, "It's not the rainy season. It's the green season." 

Spray!!

A smiley dog on one of the docks that really seemed like he wanted to jump in the boat, but couldn't get up the courage.
No owner in sight. (This also shows how high the docks can be compared to the boat level.)

There are many little towns scattered in the hills.

Some docks seemed to be just for one or two houses, or perhaps hotels. I wondered how they knew to stop there. Perhaps they call the boat on a cell phone?

Ah, Lake Atitlan!! So beautiful.

It took us a full hour to get back from San Pedro to Pana, compared to about 20 minutes direct on the way over. It cost the same amount of money but was really picturesque. It was like a cheap tour! The water turned from navy to turquoise. The shoreline was at times lush, at times rocky, and always gorgeous. We saw birds and fishermen and pine trees and giant agaves and mansions and homes soon to be lost to rising lake levels. I would call it the Lake Atitlan Scenic route!

Going on a visa run to Tapachula this upcoming weekend. Cross all of your fingers for me that I don't get sick!