We woke early and after dining on a very extensive breakfast of bread, plantain, black bean (much enjoyed by myself but admittedly the marmite of Guatemala cuisine!) fruit and tea we packed up and boarded the bus for Panajachel, more affectionately known as 'Pana', a small town on the lakeside of the mysterious Lago de Atitlan. We drove with a varied group, a couple of backpackers from the US and some spanish tourists. Several hours were passed watching the Guatemalan countryside roll past and reading about the folk legends surrounding the Lago itself. As we arrived, the 'roads' of Pana seemed too narrow to accomodate both our fairly small, narrow minibus and the throngs of people bustling around the higgledy-piggledy stalls that lined the main street. We stopped in what seemed the centre of the hustle
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