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David's leg was getting better after his fall the other day but it wasn't up to a treck through the hills yet, so we decided to take the public bus to the Pozas de Calderon hot springs. The bus didn't leave until 12:30pm so we had time to walk up the road to the free garden, Mi Jardin es Su Jardin, but it tuned out to be closed.
At the bus stop, the bus was waiting but the driver informed us he was not departing until 1:30pm. With the last bus back at 4pm, it would only give us time to dip a toe in the water before having to start our return journey.
We enquired about taking a scheduled tour to the Springs but all tours included something else which we weren't really keen to do and decided it was not worth the money. In the words of the agent, whether he meant to say it not, was that the springs were not that great on their own and they needed to be visited as part of a multi activity tour.
A quick drink at the pub next door was required while we regrouped and decided what to do - a gentle walk round the surrounding area was agreed on. On the road, we followed the river up the hill through some nice residential areas, coffee plantations and loads of little streams. The higher up the hillside we walked, the housing changed from say 'European' owned to indigenous. On the way back down the hill, we stopped at the large coffee plantations "factory", where we had a coffee. Disappointingly, the quality of the coffee was not even close to the one we had at Lake Atitlan where they roasted beans at the back of the cafe.
At the bus stop, the bus was waiting but the driver informed us he was not departing until 1:30pm. With the last bus back at 4pm, it would only give us time to dip a toe in the water before having to start our return journey.
We enquired about taking a scheduled tour to the Springs but all tours included something else which we weren't really keen to do and decided it was not worth the money. In the words of the agent, whether he meant to say it not, was that the springs were not that great on their own and they needed to be visited as part of a multi activity tour.
A quick drink at the pub next door was required while we regrouped and decided what to do - a gentle walk round the surrounding area was agreed on. On the road, we followed the river up the hill through some nice residential areas, coffee plantations and loads of little streams. The higher up the hillside we walked, the housing changed from say 'European' owned to indigenous. On the way back down the hill, we stopped at the large coffee plantations "factory", where we had a coffee. Disappointingly, the quality of the coffee was not even close to the one we had at Lake Atitlan where they roasted beans at the back of the cafe.
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