Living, Learning & Loving La Vida Nueva

Thursday, April 15, 2010


After our stop at Aqua Azul, day 2 of driving through Chiapas to our first village got really long. And by really long, I mean r-e-a-l-l-y long.  We spent the best part of the day in the middle of no where, driving up and down mountains and being stared at since the few people in these parts have more than likely never seen white people except possibly on TV - if they even have TVs? - let alone on their back roads!  I wish I could have counted the double takes.

Anyways, by late-afternoon, our car, which consisted of Jonathan, Bradley, Inmer and myself, was really hurting for a potty.  After walkie-talkie-ing (who named them that?!) Ricardo to ask to pull into the next bathroom and realizing it might be a while, we opted to pull over on the side of the road.  You gotta do what you gotta do, people!  We found a nice trail, probably some poor mountain farmer's drive way, and located the nearest, large trees.  I won't go into any more detail than that, but let's just say I was really hoping Mr. Mountain Man wasn't about to herd his cattle down the path cause that really would have created an extremely awkward situation. 

(Jonathan and me running back from the trail, toilet paper in hand.)

I will give Inmer credit - he did not lower himself to our weird American standard, and must have held it to the next town.

Meet Salvador.  The crazy doctor who Ricardo and Devora somehow know, and needed a ride back to Chiapas.  He believes in clean hands.

He jumped out of the car and came running with Germ-X.

Inmer must have felt he needed it, too, just being in the same car with all of us crazy Americans.

Thanks, pal, for keeping us all de-germified. 

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