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Published: April 26th 2011
With the ride on the chicken bus from Guatemala city to Chichi still fresh on my mind, I was a little apprehensive of going back most of the same route. I’d made sure I had breakfast (a nice omelette and 2 cups of coffee, of which the second was one too many) and met up with ‘the moles’ again. I nearly had my arm dislocated by the bus guy who wanted to put my backpack on top of the bus, but ...
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liliram
liliram
those sawdust carpets are really something. thanks for sharing this. the religious processions on good fridays are so familiar to us. we hold the same catholic rituals here too.