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| Arriving at Lago Atitlan at sunset. The lake
lies in a collapsed volcanic cone. |
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| We took our bikes to the other side of the lake to
search for Maximon, a wooden effigy worshipped by locals. Every
year he is moved to a different household. We asked around and a
young boy showed us the way. We found him draped with multiple
headscarves with a cigarette protruding from his mouth, multiple gifts
of his favourite offering, rum, at his feet. |
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| A girl in traditional Mayan dress. In this part
of the highlands, Mayan culture are strong and Mayan dialects are spoken
as a first language with Spanish learned as a second language in school. |
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| After cycling part way around the lake we thought we
had missed the last boat back to the hotel. Fortunately it was
later than we were so we didn't have to spend the night on this jetty. |
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We set off early for Chichicastenango market day. This is a view
of Lago Atitlan at sunrise with Volcano smoking behind. |
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The market being set up at 7am. |
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| Blessing the church and swinging incense. |
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| Chickens were one of the more popular items being
sold at market. |
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| And colourful Mayan handicrafts. |