Flores (or, bizarro Guatemala)
February 10th 2008 The change was immediately noticeable as we crossed the bridge onto the island of Flores.
It was as if you could smell tourists.
The cobbled streets were clean, the buildings bright, and there were white people everywhere.
We hadn´t been traveling long but the contrast was stark - this was not the Guatemala we had seen so far.
After settling into a cheap d
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