Atitlán

This post is for a group of photos that represent different aspects of life - for me and for others - on Lake Atitlán, photos that didn't fit into other posts.

The Cooperativa Spanish School has been my home away from home in San Pedro since 2007 and the school is moving to new digs this weekend (mid April 2013, photo collection here); the 1st 8 photos and some of the flowers photos later in the post are from the original school.

My last trip up the lane leading to the school, with Andrea and Lencho.

Andrea and Lencho

Elena and Rocky

Delfino, garden artist

Anna from England - so happy to meet this photography professor who facilitated a photography project for Beca students.

Housemate Jon, all tuckered out after San Pedro volcano hike

View from the school

Another view: El Barrio owners' wedding at Mikaso

Garden by Mikaso

Favorite taco stand

Creative wiring

Steep street

Family scene

Toilet paper in a middle class home (really)

There were a lot of funerals while I was in San Pedro, streets full of them.

This old guy was a favorite of mine. He passed away a few weeks before my trip this year - 2nd and 3rd photos show memorial displays.

Dogs on my routes

Transport

Bella Vista Futbol

Street futbol

View of San Pedro from the road to San Juan

Neighborhood shop

Coffee

Friends

School kids clean up along the lake

Hard workers

On market days this man works insanely hard. I met him later - a Beca father.

The banana pancake sisters

The cinnamon bun/banana bread lady

People watching

Beautiful park, lovingly tended by a group from the Catholic church

Easter breakfast

Lights across the lake

Last view of San Pedro from the lancha

I spent a few hours in Panajachel before heading to Guatemala City, people watching and shopping for souvenirs and used textiles.

Kids' sports parade

Textile venders

Happy ending story: I dropped my little coin purse (sentimental value, a few dollars' worth of quetzales inside) and retraced my steps an hour later. This man saw me looking and ran out of his stall to ask if I was looking for the coin purse he had found on the walk outside. Yes!

Street venders

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