The decision was made after many Friday night shots that we wouldn't leave quite so early Saturday morning for the volcanic sand beaches of Guatemala. But like a kid at Christmas I still woke up at 6:30 the next morning. Slight headache, check. Bikini, check. Stripper heels, check. Gucci sunglasses, check.
Upon arrival at the hotel we immediately hit the pool, ordered drinks, and stalked our own prey. The evening took us a few kilometers down the road for dinner at a fantastic restaurant, El Pelicano. There was actually a pelican that wondered around the restaurant scaring the patrons. How did he get out of the preserve? Then over to a famous local motel called Johnny's to hit the beach bar. Johnny's is a really hippie chic motel that had more of a hostel feel with foreigners from all over the world. It was right on the beach and there were all kinds of people walking up and down the beach back and forth to the bars next door. And the view of la estrellas from la playa negra was one of the most beautiful I have ever seen. I saw three shooting stars and made a wish on every single one of them. The same wish, in case you are wondering, because wishes are like the lottery, if you always choose the same number the odds of yours getting pulled are more likely. Sunday brought more pool and beach time, and then discovering a local restaurant in San Jose on the way home.
I slept in the car on the drive back. Sun, fun, and friends may be the death of me. But at least I'll die a happy girl.
For information about the following adventures click on the hyperlink!
Auto Safari Chapin
Cayman Suites
El Pelicano
Johnny's Place Hotel
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