We live right across from the cemetery. I was happy for this location because when I was in Xela 30 years ago, I would often take walks alone in the cemetery for a bit of green space. However, everyone tells me that I am not allowed to go alone now. We have to go in groups in the morning to avoid being robbed. So, Logan and I took Marco with us for a stroll. It’s still worth a visit.
After the cemetery, we walked to Marco’s daughter’s house to pick up his car. We then drove to Salcajá and on to Totonicapán (below), where I shadowed a nurse for a month when Matthew and I came to Xela 20 years ago.
