On this particular day, Jake was suffering from some food poisoning. We were very careful but the food really did not sit well with us. I decided to go for a long walk between the villages and I got lost in the jungle. It was very scary. I came upon people occasionally, usually men with machetes. You wouldn’t want to walk in this jungle without them because there’s so much foliage. I can’t speak Spanish and many of the people spoke Mayan anyway. So no one could help me find my way.
Eventually I came upon a British expat who helped point me the right way.
In the jungle, you see many people working. I saw some guys halling firewood on their backs. I can’t imagine how far their walk was going to be that way. I saw women taking care of some corn fields that had been planted right in the jungle.
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