After a month of being locked away in a Spanish-language-study-bubble I thought i'd take a weekend break on the Beach. Billed as the best beach in Guatemala and only 2 hours from my current town I hopped on a bus to Monterrico on the Pacific Coast. Having been told it was a cool place to hang out by many guide books and locals I thought it was a no brainer. I guess it depends what you think is cool, but for those of you that know Magaluf in Mallorca, i'd say that Monterrico is the Guatemalan equivalent. The outskirts of the village however were very nice and peaceful and this is where I spent most of my time.
Highlights were; the booming nightclub the other side of my (paper thin) bedroom wall, the immense amount of rubbish scattered along the beach and the masses of passed out drunken people on the beach. In short, it wasn't the chilled spot i'd been hoping for or led to believe - and if you ever make it to Guatemala, without question, avoid Monterrico (on the weekends atleast).
The one thing that made the trip worthwhile was getting up for another beautiful sunrise and hopping on a boat ride throughout the mangroves of the Monterrico nature reserve for a couple of hours, of which there are a couple of snaps above.
Roll on the Carribean coast.
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