As Stacie posted earlier, Sennet’s first time on a boat was the journeys back and forth across Lago de Atitlán, nestled between three volcanoes in the Guatemalan highlands (Los Altos). At one point I asked him if he liked it, and he nodded his head vigorously and said yes. Then he looked out at the water for a bit and quietly said, “I love it.”

The morning ride across the lake was under beautiful blue skies and the water was glassy. Perfect weather. During the morning and early afternoon, as we trekked to different lakeside villages, the clouds moved in, the wind picked up a bit, and it threatened to rain (it was the “rainy season” after all).

We never did encounter any rain while out on the lake, but the ride back across to Panajachel was a bit rougher. Sennet loved it. He kept laughing and cringing every time the spray would splash up over the bow and mist him.