Bacalar

Upon arrival in Bacalar, it was raining. My hostel informed me that they currently had no water, but it would be resolved by 7 o'clock. However, when I arrived, they said they couldn't fix it until tomorrow and suggested I find another hostel. They offered to drive me there. So, I followed their advice and at the bus stop, I met Elisabetha. Together, we tried her hostel, and luckily, they had available beds.

The next morning, we rented bikes and rode along the beautiful lake, enjoying the now wonderful weather.

We decided to stay one more night, but our hostel was fully booked and basically kicked us out. Since we rented our bikes from another hostel, we asked if they had any availability. The hostel staff were a bit strange, but our roommates were in good spirits.

The next morning, after having breakfast, we headed to the bus stop.