Yesterday we picked our laundry up at the agreed time of 11am. It was still really wet, as in almost driping. It's dusty here and the park was full of people enjoying a Sunday out. It appeared to be a large church group but we couldn't really tell. Buses started delivering people at 8:30AM and the truckloads and bus loads continued for hours. We didn't want to hang our laundry outside so we rigged a line inside the rig. It took it a full 24 hours to dry and we felt we were living inside a laundromat. Nice to know we can do it although I hope we don't have to again.

This morning we went down into Antigua and Bobby had no problem getting a cash advance from the bank on his credit card. They are hoping to get a new ATM card sent to his mother in Washington and then she would send it on to our place in Akumal. Moral of the story besides not putting your card near a magnet is to always have several. Unfortunately, Patti's expired after they crossed the border so they were down to one card. So, the Bank of Jonna is closed and I have lots of repay Quetzales to spend at Lake Atitlán.

We left Florencia park around 2pm, a little late but it is not a long distance just a steep and curvy road. It was good highway most of the way and when we turned off the highway to head down towards Godinez we were over 8500' in elevation. Almost immediately we came up behind many stopped buses and trucks. Apparently a truck had gone over the side and all traffic was stopped as they hauled it back up to the road. They used 2 trucks with winches to bring it up hundreds of feet and from the looks of the flatbed truck, the driver did not make it.

The road down into the old crater where Lake Atitlán is was very steep and had lots of tight curves. This area was devastated last fall from the enormous rainfall dropped by hurricane Stan. There were numerous places where the mountain had slid off and taken the road with it, a new road was carved into the slide but the evidence of dramatic loss was everywhere. Sometimes the slide missed a house by inches, sometimes only the yard was left. Across the lake there were entire villages that just disappeared under a wall of mud.

We're veteran Guatemala mountain drivers now and the only slightly difficult part was negotiating through the village of Panajachel. It was not that difficult though and we are now parked about 20' from the lake on a flat area next to the Hotel Tzanjuyu. It's a beautiful spot.

There was another Lazy Daze here when we arrived, only the 2nd time we've seen a rig like ours south of the US border. Nice people, of course, traveling with their brother and his wife in a Born Free RV. They are on the return leg of a trip to Panama.