After a late night chatting and drinking smoothies, Eli, XT, and I awoke and said our goodbyes to Ana´s wonderful family. We bused to the western town of Juayúa where every weekend they have an impressive food fair. There was gourmet food of all kinds--seafood, meats, soups, vegtarian dishes, cakes, fruit kabobs,
juices, and smoothies--and it was all super cheap! After we thoroughly weighed our options, we each set down to a delicious meal as we watched fruit and clothing vendors pass by and listened to dueling music stages--a horrible saxophone and a delightful salsa singer.
Eli and I then took a tour with our 13-year old guide Omar to the nearby waterfalls. They´re not the typical waterfall that flows from a river, but instead they break through a wall of rock in many different places. There were at least 4 different places where they pool at the bottom and you can go swimming. We didn´t, for a lack of time and energy, but they were
really neat. Even cooler than the temperature of the water were the tunnels that were at the bottom of some of them. They were used by the guerrillas during the war, and it would have been so fun to go in them!
Instead, we took a tipsy tuk-tuk ride back to town (at one point having to get out and push it up the muddy hill) and got back on a bus and headed for the border. From there we crossed back into Guatemala and stayed the night in a pretty decent hotel in Guatemala City. The neighborhood was frightfully disgusting, but the hotel was convenient and nice enough.
After a late night chatting and drinking smoothies, Eli, XT, and I awoke and said our goodbyes to Ana´s wonderful family. We bused to the western town of Juayúa where every weekend they have an impressive food fair. There was gourmet food of all kinds--seafood, meats, soups, vegtarian dishes, cakes, fruit kabobs, 
juices, and smoothies--and it was all super cheap! After we thoroughly weighed our options, we each set down to a delicious meal as we watched fruit and clothing vendors pass by and listened to dueling music stages--a horrible saxophone and a delightful salsa singer.
Eli and I then took a tour with our 13-year old guide Omar to the nearby waterfalls. They´re not the typical waterfall that flows from a river, but instead they break through a wall of rock in many different places. There were at least 4 different places where they pool at the bottom and you can go swimming. We didn´t, for a lack of time and energy, but they were 
really neat. Even cooler than the temperature of the water were the tunnels that were at the bottom of some of them. They were used by the guerrillas during the war, and it would have been so fun to go in them!
Instead, we took a tipsy tuk-tuk ride back to town (at one point having to get out and push it up the muddy hill) and got back on a bus and headed for the border. From there we crossed back into Guatemala and stayed the night in a pretty decent hotel in Guatemala City. The neighborhood was frightfully disgusting, but the hotel was convenient and nice enough.
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