No way out.
August 7th 2002 Overnight in Zipolite I had been eaten alive, I'm unsure whether it was the fleas from the dogs, or mosquitoes... I think it was a combination of both. The ironic thing was that if I had not been as pissed I would have noticed the mosquito net over the bed and used it. Anyway - enough beach already, a trip to San Cristobal scene of historic Hispanic architecture and near the fantastic Mayan Ruins
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