Monday, February 02, 2009

Hiking La Nariz and the rest of the Weekend







On Saturday I hiked up La Nariz (the nose), which is one of the highest peaks on the lake. Sitting about 2,200 meters tall, it´s definitely not the highest point on the lake, but it is one of the only high points that isn´t a volcano. I´ll definitely have to hit some of the volcanoes soon as well. This peak is called La Nariz because the part of the mountains there look like a Mayan face, with the tallest point being the nose. I went with Jenna and her friend Luis, who was her Spanish teacher in San Pedro and now she lives with him and his family in San Juan. In addition to being a Spanish teacher he also happens to be a mountain guide. He told us that when he was a kid he would hike this same route to go to the market in Santa Clara on the other side of the mountains on Saturdays with his family, carrying goods to sell. It was a really beautiful hike and the higher we climbed the views of the lake got better and better. After we checked out the summit, we continued on the trail to Santa Clara and I got some onions and peppers at the mercado. We also stopped for more water and bought some chicken salad tostadas from a street vendor, which were real good.
After we got back I took a nap and then later Jenna and Luis came over to my pad and I cooked up some beans, corn, onions, and peppers, which we ate with rice, cheese, and tortillas. Twas delicious, especially after a tiring day. On Sunday I went with Jenna to San Pedro and watched the super bowl in a sports bar there. It was definitely an interesting environment to watch it in, since most of the people who would be in San Pedro don´t strike me as the types that would be into sports anyway. We hung out with a group of people from the same hostel that had their faces painted red and white for Arizona. None of them were from Arizona. It was a pretty fun time drinking beer out of glasses from big one liter glass bottles that I would buy from a tienda downstairs because they were cheaper than at the bar.

Best,
Pat

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