Thursday of last week my animated friend Elvis and I decided to check out Pacaya Volcano. This is an active volcano about thirty minutes south of Guatemala City. Driving there took us out of the smog of the city of 2.5 million people and through the valleys of cielo azul and arbols cafe. There are four "volcans" visible from the city but only two are active. Pacaya is the most active of those two and also the most traveled for tourism. Once there we hired a local guide at the bottom of the mountain and then rented a couple of horses to make the hour hike to the base of the crater. Our guide Felix was awesome. He showed us indigenous plants, pointed out landmarks of the valley from the overlooks, and helped guide us through the volcanic rock once we had to dismount our horses and climb the crater. We watched lava flowing and sending volcanic rock down the hills. We stuck sticks in hot molten rocks and ooh'd and aah'd as they caught fire and just generally appreciated the majesty of it all. What an "increible" sight!
To combat our saddle sore behinds and aching legs from Thursday's adventure Elvis and I called a local spa on Friday and made appointments for the "Spa Treatment". For $60 USD you get three hours of pampering including a full body sugar scrub, massage, sauna and jacuzzi soaking, and a pedicure. What Elvis and I didn't realize when we made these appointments is that we were signing up for our first romantic experience. Wait, make that our second since the day before Felix asked Elvis if it was ok to put his arm around me when posing for a picture. We each were taken to a massage room off a private jacuzzi room. Once my sugar scrub was finished my therapist (who only speaks Spanish, so I'm doing my best to understand instructions exactly) took me to a door which she explained was the shower. It is at this point that in my confusion, because someone is CLEARLY in the shower in the door on the left, that I attempt to enter the door on the right. No! No! No! Not that door she explains, the shower is in here. Segundo que? I decide that she must be telling me to go to the second shower stall in the shower room, but once in there I realize there is only one shower stall, and I'm quite sure my friend is the one in it. "Elvis, is that you in there?" "Yes. Are you outside?" "Um, no! They put me in here!!" Then, while laughing hysterically, we were ladies about switching out the shower. After the massage we meet again in the sauna, then hopped into the jacuzzi. Now, the shower incident made the whole situation clear to me, but I had to point out the obvious to Elvis. He's too gay for his own good sometimes. "Elvis, we were put in a private section of the spa with only two massage rooms and one shower, sauna, and jacuzzi. And! the therapists are scarce. Not to mention that the windows (which overlook a beautiful garden) and the door into the jacuzzi room have one way glass. Elvis!! You're totally my bitch!!" Does that make me the butch?
To check out Pacaya Volcano visit www.volcanolive.com/pacaya.html
To contact Felix, our wonderful tour guide for Pacaya Volcano, give him a call. He would be happy to schedule a tour for you. 502-5386-2861
For information on Le Petit Spa go to www.lepetitspa.com/index.php?showPage=183
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