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Looking over my past entries, I realized that most of them have very sparse factual information, and not much else. It`s just that I`ve been so many places and felt so many different things, it`s hard to capture in words! Where do I even begin to fill in the blanks? I don`t think it will be chronological. We have been to remote regions that few other tourists visit, and to backpacker havens. I generally prefer the first, but I have to say...I really liked Palenque. I think it might be the jungle, or maybe the monkeys. I`m not sure. But it was hard to leave!

One day in Papantla, Vera Cruz, Ellia and I met a boy named Gustavo who started working at the age of 13, on the beach, chopping coconuts. He had returned to the city at age 15 to study, and lived in a room by himself that someone let him stay in for free. His mom still lived in the country, in a small community outside Papantla. He was so young and so old at the same time. We talked for a while, and after our conversation took us this way, he asked us if we`d like to go to see a curandera in the county, a señora that he knew. So we said sure and hopped on a bus that dropped us on a dirt road in a community called La Guasima. We went to this old lady`s house. One half of the concrete slab foundation that was covered by a tin roof was occupied by chickens and pigs, and the other half had wooden planks for walls. She did an interesting ceremony and prayed for both Ellia and I para quitarnos las molestias corporales. It was increadible, that`s all I can say!