a kitchen in El Ayote
our hostess (a friend of Juliana) fed us for the 2 days we were in Ayote. When we first passed through the narrow allyway between to houses and took a seat, I thought we were in a barn. The floor was dirt, the roof a tarp, and there were only three walls: leaving one side open for the chicekns and pigs to roam in and out. Later I realised that this was in fact the family´s living and dining-room. This is the kitchen, adjoining...