You better hope the chicken dances-Part 2
September 24th 2006 So there we were in Xela, exhausted, but bound and determined to make it to that darn Feria . . . (if you haven't already, you probably should read Part 1 first)
We walked the kilometer or so to the place where public transport took folks from town to the fair. And, as always, they made sure the shuttle bus was good and full. I sat on the tire well and Paul got cozy on the floor. We didn’t thin
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