February 4, 2007: Gracias, adios

(Or, the dawning of a new era...)


Finally leaving the lake, for good this time. Had the last few days off to organize myself (though I’ll still end up forgetting a few things that I’ll have frantically delivered to me in Antigua hours before splitting for the aeropuerto), try to do some shopping...



...and finally do that walk to San Marcos that I’ve been hearing about for the last four months.

The walk was nice, although after four months of build up, a little over-rated. Or maybe that’s just me being blasé about the views again. The best part was that Nanook came with me, sort of my goodbye party with him. Poor thing—he’s such a fine looking dog, it’s easy to forget he’s going on 10. After an hour and a half he’d had enough, and we were only half way. He was so happy to not have to walk home he temporarily forgot his paranoid boat issues and hopped into our return lancha even before me and Gelina, the Canadian girl who also accompanied me.










Then, one last Saturday night...
















...and that was it. A bit of manic packing on Sunday morning, some last minute goodbyes, and gracias, adios. So long and thanks for all the fish.


(View from the public dock in Santa Cruz)