Cross-dressing at La Iguana
Day 76
As we arrived at Lago de Atitlan we were told again, by about the 8th person, that we really must not miss the cross dressing party at La Iguana Perdida (the Lost Iguana). We had been told they had an entire dressing up room, and given how much we both love fancy dress this seemed an opportunity not to be missed. Imagine our disappointment then when we explored the dressing up room to find many, many outrageous outfits for the guys (sequinned gowns, miniskirts, posh frocks, the lot) and zilch for the girls.
Despite this I think we managed to pull off some good outfits, Jo inparticular who managed to create a Friar Tuck outfit from a black smock, a black scarf (niftily transformed into a balding wig) and a skipping rope (which became the tie for the smock and the crucifix). I dressed in something resembling the local male indigenous clothing and a painted moustache, although this meant I felt remarkably embarred when I saw any indigenous people (basically the entire village population).
Suffice to say the party was lots of fun. As usual the boys thoroughly relished the opportunity to put on a dress for a while and particularly enjoyed having a ´Friar´to confess their sins too!