The plane to Flores, the next stop on my journey, left at 6:30 a.m., without my scissors. It seems there is always something I forget to take out of my bag that will be confiscated.
Flores is a hours flight northeast of Antigua, situated on the island in Lake Peten. I stayed at the Hotel Sabana, a hotel that has seen better days, but has a pool and lovely view of the lake. It’s hot and humid, and I had to purchase jungle clothes, consisting of tank tops and baggy cotton cut offs. My normal attire of jeans and T-shirts just wouldn’t do. The sweat was pouring off me
(view of hotel with Lake Peten in the background)
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