Rafael went back to his other house with plenty of everything to give to the needy people he worked to help. We had originally planned on hopping a bus to Cobán, but a late offer of a couch in the downtown came up and we figured it’d be a bad idea to turn down the chance to see the capital. We rode the short distance into town and met up with our host William at the hostel he worked in. He gave a $5 city tour to the guests, but we were allowed to tag along as his Couchsurfing guests. I’m not sure how much of that he clears with his bosses, as for example Philip from Xela had had issues with his bosses due to hosting Couchsurfers and not pushing people into the hostel. William’s situation seemed much more relaxed.
While William was a really nice guy with a definite interest in showing guests around, his tour seemed to confirm to me that the City of Guatemala wasn’t anything too interesting and could definitely be skipped by anyone coming to the country. The coolest thing for me was the 0km marker in front of the palace in the main square. Instead of the kilometre markers showing the length of the road, all of them (except the one between Flores and Tikal) count down to Guatemala City so you never forget how small the country is as I think at its peak it gets to around 640km (400 miles).
After the tour, we went back to the hostel and Peter noticed 5 bikes in disrepair so took to fixing them. I was busy trying to do some things on the computer, and a couple of hours went by before I realised that he was still at work when he came up to ask me for my opinion on a wheel that was making funny noises. His hard work got noticed by the owner of the hostel who not only bought us beer and gave us dinner, but said we could stay the night there. It was easier than going back to William’s place which was in the south, the wrong way considering we wanted to take a bus out of the north-east corner the next day.