The Hot (or more accurately, lukewarm) Waterfall:Rio Dulce is close to the famed Hot Waterfall at Finca El Paraiso where water is geothermally heated to about 30 degrees Celsius before cascading into a quick flowing cold river below. Getting there is as simple as taking a half hour collectivo ride from Rio Dulce for 15Q and paying a 10Q entry fee at the finca. The entry fee includes the cost of a guide who walks you down to the waterfall, strips down to his speedo, and spends the day swimming with you. He showed us where to swim across the quickly flowing river and where to climb up the waterfall to sit at the top in the warm pools. It was a lot of fun swimming the quickly flowing river, and bathing under the warm spray. Truth be told, when we were sitting in the warm pools at the top of the waterfall, we found the water was not as warm as we had expected. It was still a lot warmer than the river it flowed into though, leaving no doubt as to the earth's heating potential. This lukewarm waterfall was the result of all the aforementioned rain...when the river is swollen, there's just too much water for the ground to heat as hot as it usually does.
Las Siete Altares (The 7 Altars):Las Siete Altares are located 6 km north of Livingston along Guatemala's Atlantic Coast. Every local that we talked to in Livingston recommended the walk, and raved about its beauty. The walk was fun, but not really that beautiful in my mind. Mostly, I noticed the lack of a walking trail, sketchy bridges (one of which I had to construct myself) and a lot of plastic garbage. I don't think I can emphasize that enough, A LOT OF PLASTIC. Mostly we saw the remains of pop bottles, plastic forks, shoes and flop-flops. It was enough to make us want to rid our lives of plastic. Although the 6 km plastic landfill took away from the beauty of the walk, the waterfall itself was impressive. The water flowed through several pools reminiscent of Semuc Champey. There was a small cave behind the waterfall with space to sit, and a couple of pools deep enough to jump into. Like Semuc Champey, we also found the fish that nipped away at our toes (and, for something new, our stomachs). We're still not fans of fish pedicures, in case you're wondering.