Well, once we arrived and walked all about and checked at least 20 places for a place to sleep, Scott asked a man standing in his yard if he knew if there was a hostal nearby. The man turned out to be our savior. His name is Steve and he speaks fluent English due to his Irish grandparents. He sent us towards a nearby hostal, but said if it was full (which it was), that we should come back. We came back and he and his wife invited us in, called around some more, and then offered to drive us to places until we found one. They were amazing - completely unexpected kindness after our crazy hard day. We got lucky with the first stop at Casa de Coco, or this guy Coco´s house. His upstairs
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