Journeys If you meet Buddha in the road, kill him.

I took a chicken bus to Pana. It was a lovely 3 hour ride. I arrived at 10 and found a lovely place across town near the beach and in the corn field. I have my first single. I decided it was time to take a break from the hostel scene...though it is a great way to meet people. I have a sweet small room (I can stretch out my arms and touch the door from my bed). I have a small window with a beautiful view of the volcano. One flight up there is a patio with a gorgeous view of the huge beautiful lake and the volcano behind it. Fog settles around it kind of like Denali...but clears up enough to see the top from time to time (unlike Denali). It is pretty here...but street vendors will not leave me alone. One little boy...turning on sad eyes and a sad voice would not leave me as I was have breakfast! So frustrating! But imagine sitting and eating a lovely meal of fried plantains, eggs, toast, potatoes, coffee in front of a lake! So nice! Then the cafe next door started playing Bob Marley. One more day of heaven or not? For point of reference: room: 10 dollars. And hey...there is a TV. When it rains...I will have lots of Spanish soaps. Until the electricity goes...as it always does! Then...ipod and a nap!