san andreas xecul
woke up at 7am. breakfast was oatmeal, pan, and banana. we met theresa at the corner near our house and walked to the minerva terminal to meat cathy and leah. we boarded a chicken bus that dropped us off just bast salcaja and walked the 4km uphil to san andreas xecul. we passed cow herds, farmers, and a little church with a frighteningly dirty outhouse. as we walked, we met people who didn´t speak spanish, only the native Ki´che language.
at the top of the hill, the procession was just ending at the bright, canary yellow church. all eyes turned to us– the ridiculous looking foreigners. after the procession and a brief rest in the church, we set out to find cold water and bathrooms. by the time we finished, the sun was beating down on us, so we opted to pay Q2 each to ride in the back of a pickup truck back down the mountain to the bus stop. back in xela, tram and i stopped to try pollo campero, a famous fried chicken spot in central america. the place was packed, but we found a table and proceeded to chow down on the salty goodness. i got a kids meal and ended up with a flan and a funny bubble toy with the pollo campero logo emblazoned on it. cheap souvenier! hahaha. tram got a chocolate dipped ice cream covered in nuts. muy rico!
we wandered parque centrale for souveniers and scarves, but came out empty handed and lusting after the chocolate covered mangos on a stick that were so prevalent in the food booths.
back at home, we studied in the kitchen, tram perfected her pronunciation with eduardo and i tried in vain to learn more verbs. around 7, we went to try a taco shop that advertised 3 tacos for Q10 (1.30). so good! tram and i each had 6 tacos and a watered down horchata. on the way back home we got so many whistles and honks that we ended up powerwalking/sprinting down the street and were home in record time.