Who knew a bunch of rocks could be so exciting?
Our expedition to Tikal began from the Isla de Flores, a tiny village
situated on placid Lago Peten, Guatemala. We were dropped off at the
surprisingly charming Casa Amelia, with picture windows facing the lakefront
and a rooftop deck for kicking back at the end of the day. After wandering
through the narrow cobblestone streets we dined at a lakeside cafe and prepared
for an early start to the Tikal ruins next morning.
Our gregarious guide, Ruben
introduced himself on the Collectivo (mini-bus) next morning. With the chiselled
features of a Mayan chief and a proud passion for his people's history, he
inspired us with stories of the Mayan civilization and their accomplishments,
2000 years past, in the great city of Tikal. As we trod the forest floor,
Howler Monkeys and Toucans hung noisily in the branches and Coatimundi (furry,
ant-eater-like creatures with long snouts), shuffled through the bushes burrowing
for insects.
Sensible footwear is essential for Tikal trekking. |
The very intricate and highly
accurate Mayan calendar concluded its' 5125 year cycle on December 21, 2012. Although
we don't consider ourselves superstitious, I'm sure much of the planet drew a
secret sigh of relief when December 21st passed quietly into the New Year
without incident, and we were all still here next morning. Whew!
Rio Dulce Jungle Tour
Back in the Rio Dulce we spent a few days enjoying "the craic", as they say in Ireland, with our good Irish friend Turlough, who now hails from Antigua, which has been his second home for several years now. We visited Tijax Hacienda and trekked through the jungle to a suspension bridge and shaman tower, in search of Johnny Weissmuller and the swooning Jane. We also checked out a fully functioning rubber tree plantation!
The following day we were off once again, this time on a cross country (swamp) search of Tortugal Marina from the land side, a palapa bar and cruiser hangout nearby. It was a great relief to find evidence the trail existed and not have to backtrack two miles! It seems that rainy season is still with us, as we have had three days of torrential downpours in a row! Turlough felt right at home.
Casa Guatemala
Ileana at home at Xalaja Hotel & Marina |
Our time on the Rio
Dulce has now come to an end. As we prepare to hoist anchor and head for
Belize, we reflect on the many special people we have met on the river. Ileana,
owner of the Xalaja Hotel & Marina is one such person. We were fortunate enough to meet
Ileana when we heard that she teaches Spanish and signed on for a series of
lessons. Ileana is one of those rare multi-talented individuals who has a real
gift for teaching languages. She is actually a pediatrician by vocation and is
always helping someone in the neighbourhood with health concerns. But her true
passion is helping the staff and children at Casa Guatemala orphanage.
Casa Guatemala is a local project set up
for the children in need in the area. Our guide and NGO Director, the lovely
Heather, originally a Maritimer from Canada, took us on a tour of the school
and facilities, which included a large farm and nursery on the Rio. Many little
smiling faces greeted us as we stepped off the launcha. After the students
graduate many go on to work at the Backpackers Inn, another aspect of this
ambitious project. Here they run a restaurant, kitchen, bakery and youth hostel
where the young people learn skills for life and gain employment. Heather and her
enthusiasm and dedication were a real inspiration to us, and one we won't soon
forget when we return home to the land of abundance.
Heather and ninos |
Home is Where The Heart Is |
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