Weng Gus and Platter Pus Go Travelling » Coban https://backpacking.wenguslives.com Just another WordPress site Wed, 12 Dec 2012 23:18:21 +0000 en-US hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.4.2 Getting to Coban and the evening https://backpacking.wenguslives.com/getting-to-coban-and-the-evening?utm_source=rss&utm_medium=rss&utm_campaign=getting-to-coban-and-the-evening https://backpacking.wenguslives.com/getting-to-coban-and-the-evening#comments Wed, 12 Dec 2012 23:18:21 +0000 wenglam http://backpacking.wenguslives.com/?p=92 The trip to Coban was pretty easy but slightly silly. I had to go 2 hours south the Antigua, the up, going past where I already was to reach Coban. I leave at 6am and arrive in Coban at 4pm. I get off the shuttle with a Swedish guy and go about town trying to find a hostel I read about. The Swedish guy, Olle, is dead set on his hostel so after walking around for like 20 minutes, we find the place but its shutdown and it now an internet cafe only! What a shame. So we end up going to the one I read about and they have rooms. A lot of hippies are staying there. Apparently near Coban there is the Rainbow Gathering, which moves from Guatemala to Palenque, Mexico beginning of December.

Olle and myself are there to see the Semuc Champey waterfall and we go to a tour company that handed out a flyer for one when we were looking for the hostel. The price isn’t too bad, 7am start, 7pm return for £15 I think (breakfast included)

When we return to the hostel we find an awesome Aussie chick and a French guy in our dorm. The Aussie chick is awesome because, she’s a tall beautiful blonde, a yoga instructor, doesn’t speak as fast as most Aussie girls I’ve met and had lives(d) in Cambridge for 5 years. The French guy is like model hot and is tall and fashionable. He’s not like other French people I’ve met, he’s also laid back, a little quite and down to earth. Not too chatty but says enough when he needs to which is fine by me.

We all hang out in the room for a while and then decide to go out for dinner. The Aussie chick is adamant on finding a really local comedor to eat as she doesn’t wanna pay much for dinner. We find a really local place, its like an ex car garage turned into restaurant. We have chicken with potatoes in an excellent stock, some beans and tortillas. This chicken was one of the most tasty dishes I had eaten in a while. This was because it had juicy sauce! Most Mexican or Guatemalan food has a modest serving of sauce, but this dish had chicken stock with potatoes in it! It was amazing tasty. I wolfed it down quickly.

We kind of overstay our welcome at the restaurant as after we finished eating we hang around and chat for about 45mins, eating some monkey nuts that the French guy bought on the way. Some kids start skateboarding near where we’re wasting and it turns out that they’re the owners kids. They’re a nice bunch. The owner starts talking to the French guy and Aussie chick as they speak more Spanish then myself and Olle. After a while we take our leave and head back to the hostel.

In the middle of the night I hear someone get up and go to toilet and throw up. It turns out that Olle was ill. Food poisoning! Thing is, we had the exact same dinner and lunch the day before. I felt fine but was paranoid about what might happen to me later. Olle was supposed to come with me to the waterfalls but said I should go without him and ask if he can go another day. Its a shame that, the more the merrier I think.

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