Lots to take in this day. After our visit to the lost church, we took back roads through mountain villages and experienced a sense of being far removed from the modern world.
This outdoor oven in Angahuan looks as if it is still in use.
The cool boys outside the school high-fived me as we drove by. Just a few kilometers down the road, this church and the women sitting outside could have been from a different century.
The baskets and metates in the market opposite the church were outnumbered by the stalls selling running shoes and pirated CDs and videos.
Cemeteries are nothing like home. Monuments and mini-chapels are standard. The dead are greatly revered and families spare no expense to honour them.
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