La Semana Santa

The week before Easter is a holiday for almost everyone. The hospitalito closed and we had no choice but to head out for some traveling. We knew this in advance and George had planned for many of the places to see and things to do. He had previously visited Guatemala before and kindly planned all our travel. Since we left Friday morning, we had 10 days worth of clothes etc. to pack. I managed to just barely cram what I needed into my backpack (to be clear, this isn't a hiking backpack, it's my high-school book bag). George, having more foresight, borrowed a US Army combat field rucksack with space for a toddler-age set of triplets plus approximately a zillion smaller pouches. We took along a third bag for things we might find along the way.
We traveled by mini bus to Tuculutan (the nearest spot with stores) and then via a special Litegua bus to Rio Hondo. Haggling there nearly cut our fare to Cobán in half and we mini bussed it to Cobán where we got ourselves to the nunnery with minimal difficulty. Seriously, our hostel was an old nunnery that cost about $12 per person per night (considerably lower than the initial price of living there, and they didn't even have cable TV)