A Pulhapanzak Shower
January 27th 2009 It seemed we were all alone.
When entering the park, the cupboard-like box office was empty. We made our way down a short lane, not a soul in sight. Large trees joined hands and formed a tunnel of green, the bright midday sun shone over the river at the end. Grinning like Cheshire cats thinking we got away without paying the 40 Lempira entrance fee, half way down the path the ticket man appear
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