Lake Atitlan: A Little Slice of Paradise
Let’s keep it real here: when I first booked my flight to Guatemala to visit friends last month, it was really Lake Atitlan—that beautiful, deep blue, volcano-ringed lake of a million postcards—that I was most excited about seeing. Sure, there were other parts of the country that interested me (and plenty I didn’t get to see that I’d like to come back to visit in the future) but that magical natural wonder was my main enticement when I hopped on the plane. It looked so perfect in every photo I saw; every blog and guidebook sang its praises to the skies. I was certain I was going to love it.
And I’m happy to say it did not disappoint.
When I think of Guatemala, I think of Lake Atitlan and the unique group of towns that surround it. I remember how beautiful the sunsets were, how dramatic the coastline’s silhouette appeared (more lakes need to be ringed by volcanoes in my opinion), and the overall feeling of being in the presence of so much beauty. It felt like life moved at a slower pace there, like it was a place you could just relax and take in at your leisure.
I love Lake Atitlan so much that I’ve already nearly managed to erase from memory the terrifying boat ride we endured from Santiago to another town across the lake, which was one of the scarier experiences I’ve ever had on the water. But never mind, we arrived safely and celebrated our arrival on dry land with lunch at an Irish expat bar, so no permanent harm done.
And other than that, my memories of the lake are pretty much perfect: the small towns with the smiling children scampering up to greet us (including one who acted as an impromptu tour guide to help us to the beach); the flowers blooming against the backdrop of dark blue water and sky; watching the clouds drift over the volcanoes in the distance as we bobbed over the water on the small boats that carry locals and tourists alike from town to town.
And of course, one never-to-be-forgotten highlight was our afternoon at Club Ven Aca in the charming little town of Jaibalito, where we ate lunch, ordered tropical drinks, and swam in a (very cold) infinity pool looking out over the lake’s stunning vista. (A photo of me in said pool may or may not now be serving as my facebook profile photo. Okay, fine, it is).
There are so many places in the world I love because they’re bustling, exciting, full of art and culture and one-of-a-kind monuments and sights. Lake Atitlan, on the other hand, is a place I fell in love with simply for its beauty; for the sense that here, life can be lived with an appreciation for all that nature has to offer us, and a desire to soak up every moment without rushing on to the next. As our world becomes smaller and more connected, and often more hectic and stressful, this can be a rare quality, and it’s definitely one that I appreciate more and more as I move through life.
If I return to Guatemala someday, I’ll definitely hit up some new places I didn’t get to visit this time (Tikal and Semuc Champey are at the top of that list). But I will absolutely, positively return to Lake Atitlan, explore more, and experience once again the beauty of a place that stole my heart without even trying, but simply by being.
Have you been to Lake Atitlan? Did you love it too? What other places in Guatemala did you enjoy?