On our second relaxed morning at the Posada, we devoured magnificent blue corn pancakes while again gazing at the lake. While we were waiting for breakfast, D who is an excellent musician gave an impromptu concert on the hotel piano, including some of her own compositions. Prior to leaving our home, D had arranged a session with the local Mayan healer, Dolores Ratzan. While D was having an amazing morning with Dolores, I sat quietly by the lake and read. In late morning, we zoomed into town again by tuk-tuk to meet with our small group for a tour of some of the lake villages. So it was back into a fiberglass dinghy and off first to San Marcos. This New Age center had the rather nostalgic vibe of San Francisco in the 60's. Available here was all manner of alternative activities such as tarot reading, reflexology, flower remedies, etc. Next stop was San Juan which was a lovely quiet and relatively untouristed small village. A special treat here was a demonstration by a woman who belonged to a cooperative that used only natural, rather than chemical dyes. Our last stop was the more bustling San Pedro, which we reached by tuk-tuk rather than by boat. Here we had a late lunch at a hotel restaurant owned by a young Canadian woman. By late afternoon, the wind had come up considerably, so the boat ride back to the Posada was rather wet and wild. Our final night included another lovely meal as well as a visit in our cabin from a mercifully small and shy scorpion.