After taking the Combis/Collectivos or whatever you call them from Colima to Cd. Cuauhtémoc, where I got my passport and visa stamped by the mexican migration authorities I got a Taxi that brought me to the border at La Mesilla where the Guatemaltecan authorities charged a
fee of twenty mexican pesos for the tourist stamp. From here I got a chicken bus to Xela or
Quetzaltenango [map], where I stayed for the night in the Hostal Don Diego.
The Combi was already pretty good. In the second one we were 18 passengers. You
can fit 5 people into one row of a car of the size of a VW bus.
The Chicken busses are really a class of their own. They often are old US school buses that get their second life here. Luggage goes on the top of the bus so there is more space for the people inside. And this space is used to the last bit. On one of the benches there is easily space for three and if there is a kid (which basically always is around) you can also fit four people in this space. If this is not enough then there is still a bit of space left between the two rows of benches where people can stand. The entrance always stays open so the money collector and ascend/descend manager can jump of a bit before the bus comes to one of its very frequent stops and jump on the running bus again. While driving there also is the option of leaving through this door to climb onto the roof and reenter through the back door or do similar maneuvers. This bus does not know the word full. Extra people will
always be fitted in. The name relates to the fact that you have a fair chance of finding yourself with a chicken on the lap, that belongs to one of your neighbours. It definitely does not apply to the driver. He will take any risk to overtake on the mountain roads. Well, he has a Jesus hanging from his mirror or something similar, so it should be OK... ;)
Xela definitely is in for an award for the most ugly town on the planet. The creators of cities like Mannheim or Ludwigshafen in Germany would turn green because of envy if they saw what was done here on a fairly moderate budget. The only nice place is the Parque de las Centroamericas, where all the banks with their shotgun armed securities are, and some of it's sourroundings.
Well, to compensate for this fact, nature had to put in quite some effort so you can find
Santa Maria and Santiaguito Volcanoes [map] and loads of other volcanoes and volcanic hot springs around.
After wasting the morning today on sorting out my flight back with British Airways (what finally helped was my fathers hint to call the US customer service, a tollfree 1-800 number) and then just walking around a bit, my plan for tomorrow is to visit some hotsprings during the day and climb Santa Maria with
Quetzaltrekkers during the night. This will allow me to watch the sunrise from up there.
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