I am currently in San Pedro la Laguna, a short boat ride across the lake. I have been walking around aimlessly but am resting in a small park.
I've seen many more Mayan people here. I have noticed a lack of dental care among many, even children. It makes me sad though I know that is one thing the Mayan Families NGO tries to help. We often hear in the US how success/wealth is dependent on how hard you work. If you want more, work harder. When you come to a place like this, it's difficult not to think so much is luck. I think I said that last time I was in Costa Rica. Did the young Mayan mother with rotting teeth and three daughters under the age of five just not work hard enough to get good dental care? 🙄 In some ways, I suspect she's worked much harder than I ever have. Outcomes are so much more than how hard you work. That is such a simplistic way of acknowledging the ways of the world.
I suspect the poverty and outcomes are much worse in rural areas not fed by the fruits of tourism from people like me, who really have so much. Hence the reason for the rush of children from here and Mexico to our borders. I can't imagine what mothers must feel when they send their children unaccompanied on such a journey, but to just hope for a better chance, a luckier draw at life. Agonizing. Heartbreaking. I really can't imagine...nor can I blame them.
Anyhow, here are some phone pictures.
Tuk tuk in San Pedro
Solar clothes dryer
Me up above the village, full tourist attire (backpack, camera).
So I attempted to go here for lunch. Empanadas! Salad! Soup! On the lake. I walked up...silence. Kitchen light was off. Side office door cracked. Strong smell of pot coming from within. So, I left. But I did take a deep breath first. Kidding! Sort of. Not really. Yes, I am. Maybe.
Pics from my camera-
Above San Pedro. Yes, I walked.
Where I sit at night when it's raining.
If doors were the subject in Antigua, narrow paths/sidewalks/alleys were the subject in San Pedro.
On the walkway to the docks in San Marcos, you pass a school which is on the other side of this arbor.
The doll stood out to me here. :)
I'll need to text friend Shannon for the bird ID but it sort of looks like a parakeet?
Ok maybe not. It's not the same bird but they were all together.
Riding the boat back to San Marcos. The waters were very calm. I was questioning going back so early but a short time later they were really choppy so I was glad I was on the shore having a Michelada.
You don't take pictures of locals without permission. Sometimes they want money. This sweetie was interested in my camera. Her mom was ok with this. In exchange, she got one of the lychee fruit I had just purchased.
Doing laundry in the lake. Super zoom.
Another colorful pathway and laundry.
In one of the many tiendas, this girl's brother asked me to take her picture. She was embarrassed but obliged. She is in the traditional Mayan dress.
From the docks of San Marcos
I liked the way the light was hitting these flowers up above the walkway.