succesfully stuffed everything into one backpack boarded plane saturday. stop over in Houston enough time to drink questionable espresso.
Boarded the slim avion to Villermosa warm tropical smiles and air enthusiastic mosquitos. We meet Susan and other chiapas pals. Decide to forgo the late night windy, twisty rollercoaster ride that would bring us to San Cristobal by 2 or 3am and choose to take advantage of the rockstar treatment and go to Palenque to sleep in the jungle listening to Howler monkeys in the distance and drunk partying american tourists nearby.