A Night in San Cristobal

Yesterday, we covered about 350 miles during 11 hours of day light, a far cry from the accelerated pace we were able to set in the USA. As night fell, we weren't willing to push driving on the twisted and unfamiliar mountain passes. We wanted to get further, but the driving was getting too nerve racking. We ended up finding a hostel in San Cristobal. The town is 6000 feet above sea level and somewhat of a tourist destination (although I had never heard of it). We enjoyed pizza with garlic and tomato sauces at a restaurant with only two tables run by a group of nuns. We wondered the streets briefly, shocked to find the no vacancies at the first 2 hostels and hotel. Luckily, we found beds at the third hostel.

Today we make a break to the Guatemala border. We intend to get as far as Panajachel where a friend and former coworker of mine lives. The road will continue to wind through the mountains. Randal is in pretty good shape. Some of the low gear stalling I've encountered in DC has gotten a bit worse. (yesterday we stalled 5 times). The brakes have been a bit smelly on the steep mountain roads, but we continue to press forward.