The name of the place we stayed was Oasis Hostel, most probably due to its location near the water and scenery around (green everywhere!) even though it was two steps from the small town of Lanquin as I mentioned before. Our "cabin" was on the top of the hill and on the first night, after 3h30 + 8h of travelling and (finally) with our backpacks, I confess I was wondering why, why did it have to be that one!! But the view next morning was worth it. We could see the different hills surrounding us in this amazing shade of green against the blue of the sky.
|Our hut was the one up the hill on the left. At night leaving the light up was not recommended as the wild life loved to share the accommodation. We preferred a certain distance!|
|Life is good! :)|
After the hammock, the open truck came and it was time to enjoy Semuc Champey so there we went. Recently reunited with my camera I was ready for everything, or so I thought! :p
As we reached the truck we understood that we would ride on the back that soon was loaded with people standing as there was no room for everyone to seat. I was actually one of the lucky ones that was able to enjoy the ride seated. The road, as expected, was full of bumps and the speed always seemed a bit excessive for the conditions in which it was being done. Along the way we crossed different very small villages (not even sure if I can call them that) where people live in wooden cabins. It is also quite common to see women and children seated by the side of the road just watching the traffic go by.
|Piled up on the back of the truck|
|And another one just behind|
|A village hut|
Safely across the bridge we were ready to enjoy the wonders of Semuc Champey. We had over 800 steps in front of us to reach a viewpoint from where we could see all the pools. 800! Steps! In the woods! Up and down! After a few strategic stops along the way we finally reached the top and, indeed, the view was worth it!
I have to confess that there, the photographer in me could not resist and even after being in my bikini only I took the camera for a few extra shots in the pools themselves. Sometimes I get kind of inebriated by the photographic potential of a place, due to its beauty, uniqueness or something else. This place was both gorgeous and unique!
But the day still had a lot to come and there is when the 4th part of this post comes along.
After we stock up on energy (i.e, after lunch) we headed to the caves. Even if I still had a working camera it would have not been possible to take any photos. The caves were pitch dark and, most of the times, full of water. So each one of us (we went in a group) held a candle and were told to start walking into the cave. For the ones in front, usually Andre, me and a German couple, this was basically trying to guess where we were going to - if there would be water or not, if we had to swim with the candles in our hands or if we could stand. The guide was usually at the back to make sure no one was left behind. From time to time we would stop and ask what we were supposed to do. Most of the time the answer was "Go on, keep going!" And we did.