So I woke up feeling fine, figured I was cured of the bug I had the night before. OH, I was so wrong. We made it out of the hotel and I needed to go back in a matter of minutes. Bad news. Jenna went alone on the tour of Lake Atitlan and the surrounding pueblos, I headed back to the hotel and spent Saturday sleeping and staying very near to our bathroom. But bless those two little boys that were running the hotel, for letting me stay and not bugging me.
It rained hard that day. The streets were flooded. It was cold. I was glad I was indoors, but inevitably I'd have to leave because we were due back in Antigua that evening. I was hoping with all my heart (and stomach) that I'd be able to make the drive back. The drive back was fine, actually, resting for the day helped a TON. Well, I did fine on the trip back, but the van we took did not do so fine in the beginning. We were going up some mountains and the poor thing couldn't handle the steepness (is that even a word?) so half of the people in the van had to get out to lighten the load. Haha.
We got back to Antigua in the night time, dropped off our stuff at the same hostel, and went for dinner at the safe-looking American cafe.
I think on Saturday all my sicknesses just caught up with me and my body demanded rest. Sorry for the lack of pictures, Jenna has the good ones from Saturday and Sunday :/
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