My Final Week My evening out with Luis and Marcario began a little strange...Oh yeah, it was because Marcario never showed up...¡Lástima! (I later found out that he got there about 5 minutes after we left). We ordered sandwiches at Guajimbos in Panajachel and then carried them off to the shore of the lake where we sat and drank beer and watched the sunset. We joked about Don Chema selling everything that people give him, about the well that Don, the American gave $3000 to build (Water costs, at most, $50 per YEAR in Guatemala), and about how mad Larry was going to be when he got back and found out that the pressure washer had a faulty power cable. I had probably the most surreal moment there when I realized that I had so much
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