We´re still in San Marcos, but loving every minute of it. We´ve fallen into a pattern of sorts. Lucy goes to yoga every day, I´ve been going to Spanish, Jack goes for a run. There´s lunch, there´s slow strolls to enjoy the view, we read our books on the deck slowly, easily distracted by the views. Then it´s dinner time, we choose a restaurant, play cards, and come back to enjoy the view some more. San Marcos is a tiny little village, split in two by a not very busy road. Up in the mountains are the houses where the local indiginous live. Below, by the lake, is the network of paths that form the main village where hotels, resturants, plus a plethora of new age, holistic and spiritually enlightening options. I had a massage yesterday
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