Semena Santa: Flores

Day 1: Flores

You would think riding a bus all night would be tiring and would have left me wanting a rest, but nope!  I wanted breakfast, a shower (I needed to wash the bus off of me), a coffee and to start my day.

Dad had already arranged a boat ride for us for that day.  150Q for 3 hours on a boat around the lake not a bad deal.  (We later tried to book a boat ride around the Caye Caulker island in Belize, they wanted $150US and it would only take an hour and a half.)

Big-I, P.I.A.C., and Daddio on our boat ride around Lake Peten.

The first stop on our boat ride was an island which contained a zoo, or perhaps a Zoo Island.  Besides zoo's being so sad, this one was pretty cool because we were able to see alot of the native wildlife fairly up close.

The "wild boars" and Mo the Maccaw:  I am not sure how wild the boars really were as we were right in the pen with them.  Mo was also loose but his wings were clipped, he was really awesome though he climbed all the way down the cage with his beak to come and say hi to me!

Crocodile!

A very angry Puma!

The Jaguar and the man who will meet his death one day by either the Jaguar or the Puma.  He was throwing stuff at them trying to get them to move around.  Seriously dude, leave them alone its +42C plus humidity!

Spider Monkey: I want one!

The ride continued to a place where the lake was so perfectly blue you could have sworn it was the Caribean and not a fresh water lake.  It was here that we swam.  The lake was the absolute perfect temperature I could have swam in it all day.

Kara and I.

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The Schelers.

The lake was almost perfect except it had  somewhat of an odd bottom.  At first it was so rocky you couldn't stant and then we hit a bottom that felt somewhat like walking in a mixture of mushed kiwi and cornstarch.  I am not sure that description makes sense but it was the first thing that came to mind.  This lake also contains Crocodiles.  Our boat guide Carlos told us: "4 metres . . . but no problem, don't hurt humans.  I let my little kids swim in here all the time!"  Finishing our tour of the lake we returned to Flores for some lunch and a siesta.  Unfortunately, I do not siesta very well.  So I am sitting on my hotel balcony listening to my Sirius (who made the long trip from NB in Ians backpack) and writing this blog.

 

Flores Island from the boat.

Sunset view from our hotel balcony.

Tomorrow, Tikal.  The most amazing site in the Mayan world.