My poor lungs were suffering though on the climb up (damn this nagging cough.) The guerilla would do the same hike at night, in the freezing cold, carrying upwards of 100 pounds. My shocking lung capacity combined with the fact that a friend and I took a slight diversion when we lost the group led our guide to tell me I would have made a poor guerilla. Hardly Surprising
Mayan Cross
More of the beautiful vista
The Group listening to our guide's stories
Typical village courtyard with drying corn
Village buildings
View of Tajumulco Volcano...the highest in Central America
The remaining few are some more scenes about town.
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