one of you sent me this little journal, but i can’t remember who! thanks! it’s my new travel diary. i carry it with me to write in during my expeditions. i’m also writing nightly in my regular travel journal. but less. will show that v.v. soon!
up the down staircase. hoofed it up hoofed it down hoofed it all around. churches, artisan markets, crowded sidewalks, long lines at ATMs, didn’t make it to museum. rested & wrote in a quiet sun dappled square next to a group of small women in black furry skirts. i’m in the middle of a living breathing museum. pulling my camera out and taking pictures of all the indigenous Mayan people just doesn’t seem right. but i want to! i took a few from the back. there are plenty of postcards of the exact people i see on the streets. so i buy them instead.
after resting and thinking more refreshment and resting was required. at the little restaurant on the hill i mentioned earlier…
sopa de frijol. as good as you think it will be. better.
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