I ♥ Tuk-Tuks Too!

This weekend I was going to go to Panajactel, or, as my maestra put it, Gringotenango. A bunch of my friends and my maestro from my dance school were going on Friday night, and my friend Kayla and I going to go on Saturday morning after a benefit party for Entremundos, a local nonprofit. However, on Saturday morning Kayla wasn´t feeling so hot, and she didn´t want to go. I´ve been fighting a cold too, and I didn´t want to go to Pana alone, so I opted for the much shorter trip to Champerio.

In reality, the ride was not much shorter because the camioneta between Xela and Reu stalled every fifteen minutes or so. When I finally got to Reu, I was a little exhausted and annoyed. However, Reu has tuk-tuks, charming little tricycle taxis native to South East Asia. I convinced a tuk-tuk driver to take me the remaining hour to Champerio for 50Q, or about $8. He was so excited about this deal that he spent the next-half hour driving around town to tell all of his friends about it. Then we spent another exhilarating hour driving down the coastal slope at nearly 90km an hour, yelling in Spanish over the reggaeton.