He had advised us to grab a tuk tuk and not pay more than 5 quetzals each for the ride. So after ensuring the price and clarifying the address we took off. Now the anticipation was mounting. We left downtown which is Gringo land and started up the hill. The hill turned in more hills and then more hills and then back alleys and secret paths. It took what seemed like an hour to get here to the house.
Sr. Wilson was here to greet us and immediately notice or concern and dismay. After dismissing the idea of abandoning the house, we
decided that we could walk downtown being assured it would only take about 15 minutes and spend the $1.50 for the tuk tuk back. Good exercise for us anyway. So we turned that frown upside down ( I don't think I have ever used that phrase before) and had a look inside. The view we had from our rooftop alone was worth staying.
The house was all as described, nice kitchen, 2 bathrooms, one on each floor, 8 beds, nice linen, suicide showers 3 tv's. All in all we were very happy with the house part. The distance and location were still somewhat unsettling.Pictures of the house found here
https://www.google.com.gt/search?q=casa+merrel&oq=casa+merrel&aqs=chrome..69i57j0l5.3735j0j7&sourceid=chrome&es_sm=93&ie=UTF-8
After the usual snooping and getting acquainted with the place we took off for downtown. Needed to scout out bars for the Super Bowl Game. We noticed a path cutting down the hill and filed it away for future use. It only took about the prescribed 15 minutes to reach Gringo land and about half way there we came upon the mercado for vegetables and stuff.
We decided to pick up some essentials so after locating the biggest and most stocked store we could we quickly filled our satchels. Amazing how much room beer takes up. Lou found her wine in a box so life was again all good or as they say here todo mas.
No discussion was required to decide on walking or tuk tuk, especially loaded down with a few days worth of provisions. We set off in the tuk tuk after explaining where we wanted to go. We could never have directed the driver but he seemed confident that he knew were it was. The return home took a fraction of the time that the first ride here had taken. We later found out that a lot of the drivers avoid the last big hill to the casa and take the extremely circuitous route the first driver had taken.all our anguish and concerns about distance and location now simply evaporated. Todo mas.
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