The Villages of Lake Atitlán – San Pedro & Santiago Atitlán, Guatemala

During our time in Panajachel (aka Pana), the biggest town on Lake Atitlán, we took a day to visit two smaller lakeside villages, traveling in long, narrow, wooden boats called lanchas.

San Pedro la Laguna

For 25Q per person (about US$3) we got a 45 minute ride across the lake to San Pedro la Laguna, where we had a lovely breakfast at a restaurant right on the lakeshore, complete with French Press coffee. A wander around San Pedro revealed a nice backpacker buzz with fewer travelers than Pana but a tempting array of coffee bars and Spanish schools and budget hotels. San Pedro also has La Piscina, a swimming pool and restaurant.

Real barbecue in Central America?

This is where, every Sunday at noon, you can enjoy Smokin’ Joe’s BBQ. Owned by a man from Georgia, Smokin’ Joe’s is said to be the only authentic southern BBQ in Central America and he serves up all the usual suspects and the usual sides plus homemade sauces and something called Flintstone Ribs. It makes our mouths water just to think about it.

Sadly, we didn’t know about this weekends-only BBQ binge and we missed our chance for a fix at La Piscina. Don’t make the same mistake!

A man sporting the traditional striped short pants in the town of Santiago Atitlán on the shores of Lake Atitlán in Guatemala.

The mystery of Maximón in Santiago Atitlán

From San Pedro we got into an even smaller lancha for the short trip to the town of Santiago Atitlán where we were on a quest to get a glimpse of the cult of Maximón. Believed to be an incarnation of a Mayan deity, Maximón looks like a human wearing a huge hat and adorned with brightly-colored scarves and ties. He always has a cigar or cigarette in his mouth and is often surrounded by acloholic offerings which devotes bring to try and get their requests for good crops/marraige/health/etc moved to the top of the list.

Maximón is honored in many Mayan communities where he resides in a different home each year. After asking around in Santiago we soon found Maximón’s current address in Santiago–in a dimly lit room off the side of a house. We gave Maximón a cigarette and his attendants charged us 2Q each to look at him and 10Q (about US$1.25) to take a picture.

Mam Mayan cult object, Maximón, and his minder in Santiago Atitlán, Guatemala.

In addition to Maximón, Santiago is also known for its market though we were underwhelmed. What was impressive was how much atitecos (residents of Santiago) love stripes. Almost every man was wearing short pants with vertical red, blue or black stripes. The women’s huipils (the traditional boxy tunics) were made from a striped hand-loomed fabric embroidered with intricate and vibrant designs often involving birds and flowers. Some women also wear a head covering that involves wrapping a band of red fabric around their heads many times to create a kind of crown-less hat.

A woman sporting full traditional garb, including an elaborate red head wrap, in Santiago Atitlán on the shores of Lake Atitlán in Guatemala.

Traditionally dressed Mayan women outside the Iglesia Parroquial Santiago Apostol in Santiago Atitlán, Guatemala.

Iglesia Parroquial Santiago Apostol in Santiago Atitlán on the shore of Lake Atitlán, Guatemala.

Mayan tradition gave way (a bit) to bridal tradition, however, when we visited the Iglesia Parroquial Santiago Apostol which was built in 1581. This is where Oklahoma priest and defender of the local Mayans, Father Stanley Francis Rother, was murdered by death squads in 1981 during Guatemala’s bloody civil war. A plaque in Rother’s memory is inside the church.

Worshiping inside the Iglesia Parroquial Santiago Apostol in Santiago Atitlán, Guatemala.

The day we visited, however, only happy things were being commemorated–lots, and lots of them. As we sat in the courtyard in front of the church at least 10 freshly married couples (and their beaming entourages) emerged from the church. There were more couples still inside milling around in their traditional clothes accessorized with long white veils, big white bouquets and even bigger smiles.

One of at least 10 freshly married couples following a mass wedding ceremony inside the Iglesia Parroquial Santiago Apostol in Santiago Atitlán, Guatemala.

A few freshly married couples emerge from the Iglesia Parroquial Santiago Apostol in Santiago Atitlán, Guatemala following a mass wedding ceremony.

A few freshly married couples emerge from the Iglesia Parroquial Santiago Apostol in Santiago Atitlán, Guatemala following a mass wedding ceremony.

A freshly married couple following a mass wedding ceremony at the Iglesia Parroquial Santiago Apostol in Santiago Atitlán, Guatemala.

Musicians serenade freshly married couples as they emerge from the Iglesia Parroquial Santiago Apostol in Santiago Atitlán, Guatemala following a mass wedding ceremony.

 

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You Know You Want It: MORE Antarctica Photos

Because penguins are adorable and no one believes we were THIS close to killer whales or that icebergs get to be the size of skyscrapers we’re putting up even more of Eric’s photos from our recent Antarctic adventure aboard the MV Antarctic Dream.

You’re welcome.

Antarctica, land of the midnight sun.

A killer whale (orca) welcoming party.

The crabeater seals were curious but cautious.

It's clear how chinstrap penguins got their name.

A change in the weather had us traveling through surface ice that was clearly beginning to re-form.

Colder temperatures created conditions that made us glad our MV Antarctic Dream ship was built as an ice-breaker with a reinforced hull.

This is what passes for flirting as gentoo penguins woo their partners so they can do what they came here to do...

...which they are not shy about at all.

 

Check out the first post from our Antarctica adventure for more photos and stories.

 

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The White Continent or Bust – Antarctica

We know it’s been a few weeks since we’ve put up any new blog posts but we’ve got a good reason: we were in Antarctica!

No, we didn’t drive there. LAN Airlines got us to Ushuaia (the southernmost city in the world) and back and from there we sailed along the Antarctic peninsula for 11 days on the MV Antarctic Dream. Our thanks to both companies.

 

Followers of our Journey know that we’ve been anticipating our Antarctic adventure since August and the planet’s most remote continent totally lived up the hype and our expectations.

 

For one thing, penguins are even cuter than you think and we saw thousands of them–mainly gentoo and chinstraps.

 

We also got a rare and exciting sighting of a lone emperor penguin (the four foot tall stars of March of the Penguins) on an iceberg far, far from its usual home.

 

The icebergs themselves (which can reach more than 10 miles in length) were stars of the trip as well. They came in intricate wind-swept shapes, impossible blue colors and the ice is ultra-clear–like glass. We know because Karen braved the frigid water and reached in to retrieve a small chunk to enjoy in our on-board cocktails that evening.

 

We did NOT put our hands in the water during a zodiac excursion during which our inflatable boat was surrounded by a pod of seven killer whales. We also sighted minke whales on a couple of occasions and crabeater seals and Weddell seals also made appearances.

It looks like this big male wants somebody in that zodiac. That dorsal fin is at least three feet tall and its heading straight for our shipmates.

 

There were also many human highlights on the ship including “Ernie Shack, Adventure Addict”, the captain’s wife, the crazy defense attorney from New York who brought along her Snoopy Snowcone maker, el capitan guapo, The Glen (who went skinny dipping one day and performed a necessarily brief yet impressive re-enactment of the loping way penguins swim), our fearless leader Pablo and, of course, Maxi. Oh, and Jacques Cousteau’s granddaughter Céline Cousteau was on the ship with a film crew working on a series of TV show about the waters around Chile.

Our shipmate The Glen (who has a tattoo of the Antarctic continent on his back) went skinny dipping in the frigid Antarctic waters off Deception Island just like...

...the penguins.

 

GLAD WE HAD

All travelers to Antarctica are required to have a medical evacuation insurance policy just in case something awful happens out there in the middle of nowhere. On Call International has covered us on our Trans-Americas Journey for more than a year now so we didn’t have to worry about arranging coverage (or dealing with a catastrophe). Because we were already covered we could focus on just being excited about this trip of a lifetime.

We weren’t taking any chances with the notoriously rough waters of the Drake Passage where the Atlantic and Pacific Oceans crash up against each other so we went the prescription route and used a Scopolamine patch. But we also armed ourselves with homeopathic remedies including a pair of Sea Bands. These simple, cheap, reusable devices–picture an old-school wrist sweatband like McEnroe used to wear with a plastic ball embedded in one side–stave off nausea caused by motion sickness (or morning sickness) by applying pressure to a specific point in your wrist. The combo worked and we made it through the passage without getting seasick.

We’re pretty sure nothing could stave off seasickness among the passengers on a different ship, the Clelia II, which sailed just a few weeks after our Antarctic trip. However, the Clelia II broke down in the Drake Passage and got tossed around by 40′ waves for a day or two. The ship is back in port now and everyone on board is fine but this report and dramatic video shows how rough it was for passengers and crew on the stranded ship.

 

Our route from Ushuaia, Argentina at the bottom of South America, across the Drake Passage and on to the Antarctic Peninsula.

 

Check out our follow-up Antarctica post to see many more photos.

 

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