We visited a widows coop today in the middle of the mountainous wilderness. We bought gifts from the widows. We rode a little boat across the lake to get to our hotel. This hotel legit did not have sheets or soap. We walked around the village and saw the catholic church, which had alters for burning offerings. A weird synthesis of catholicism and the Mayan spirituality.
That night, we went out to a local bar but right away this really drunk, weird man came and put his arm around Adam. It was quite weird. The bar tender removed him and then said he was “dangerous”. We were like oookay, done with this scene. So we went to the hotel and dragged chairs to the roof and played euchre w/ Adam’s headlamp. City lights and misty, dark volcano’s in the distance. Breathtakingly beautiful. Music drifting through the air from the soccer fields.