Hoping on a boat from Panajachel, Kaori and I went to a nearby town sandwiched between three volcanoes.
We had been told that this town was the least touristed, so that’s where we headed. After pushing our way through the walls of tuk-tuk drivers crying “Maximon!! Maximon!!!”, offering to take us to see the current home housing the local deity, we made our way up to the local market place.
There we miraculously ran into a couple that is traveling Central America by bicycle. We met them in San Cristobal and knew that they were in Guatemala, but what are the odds?! I think that it’s divine power chanelled through the Last Supper towel found in the local market that is due thanks.
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