I saw a sunset yesterday. A short motorbike trip led me to the coastal viewpoint, the place from I could see something I cannot really express.
Standing on a cliff I could see all the waves and reflections. Feeling quite melancholic I entered the land without a time. Moments like that, while climbing this metaphoric Mount Everest, make you grasp the world in a unique way.
But stop dreaming now, it is a time for few words of truth. You could think that El Tunco is a paradise. Perfect weather, beach, surfing, parties and easy life. Well, it is a paradise here for sure but actually I am quite busy and constantly wondering why I run out of time so often. When not surfing I work on my blog and couple of other projects. And did I mention socialising with fellow travellers? On a trip like that you meet new people all the time and all the relationships develop in a different, more intense way. So how to rest?
I feel like it is a time to go. Over two week stay is as twice as I travelled in whole Guatemala. I want to get on my motorbike but it is hard to let El Tunco go.
Day trip to nearby Tamanique waterfall.
Spontaneous hostel haircut.