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The Journals from the Road
May 2: Hangin' with Pablo and Jody - Piste, Yucatan I got a chance to input some cyber text at an internet cafe and then I headed for the bus station. I got a ticket for the 8:00 pm bus to Chichen Itza because that was all they had but then convinced a driver to let me in on an early one if I stood. He was kind of a passive-aggressive fellow who agreed but then continued to curse the gringo once I finally got on. I decided not to get into his mood so I started talking with another standing fellow. He spoke english and so we spoke in mixture of both Spanish and English about his wife being sick, his work, and my ride. I also made a connection with a school secretary and plan to go visit a school near Villadolid. It has been a while since the last school visit because of spring vacation in Mexico. But now classes are on and so are our visits. I made it into Piste, near Chichen Itza, by 8:30 but the power had gone off in the town and it was a bit spooky loading up my bike in the dark with all those people milling around. I found the center of town and talked to the police. They told me I could sleep where they sleep, in the back of the station. That worked great for me. I bought them pops as a bit of friendship insurance and ate a few Panuchos which are like tiny tostadas. Tomorrow I ride to the Mayan city of Chichen Itza (or as my former 4th-5th grade class called it Chicken Pizza!) Peace to ya, |