I would later dub this as the Day of the Iguanas, but for now, it was a strange morning, to say the least. Woke up, as always, ate breakfast and then when 8am rolled around, Jose took me outside and there was a worker, Hermelo, and a rickshaw(henceforth, mariposa). Well, here I thought Jose would come too. And, yeah, I was wrong. Hermelo knew perhaps no more than 10 English words, so conversation was truly an art. Charades never came in so handy before. The ride was an adventure of bumps and pains that lasted two days, even though the ride was only about 40 minutes or so. Turns out, to see the "iguanas" we actually had to go to this dude's house. And they were everywhere!! I couldn't see them at first. But this guy
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