Wilfredo told me this house belongs to a gringo, I think a Canadian. Before the rains, this house, and the house next to it (in the next photo) were both a lllooonnnnggg way from the water's edge. 
Now, the water is washing UNDER the house to the right, in this photo. What a wonderful garden! There isn't much flat land around the lake, mostly the mountains come pretty straight up our of the lakebed. This property must have sold for a lot of money. We are looking east, from the extreme west enf of the lake....
As we rounded the lake, the views just more and more beautiful. We passed through another tiny village that's not on the map, where they collect firewood. Most of the villages have a common focus: some grow onions, some weave only the indigo cloth, some weave other specialties.The road, when it's not washed out, is dirt, except through the small village. There, it's cobblestoned. I'd like to make this walk, taking my time, and will do it when we return to Lake Atitlan...I'm SURE we'll come back here!
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