Todos Santos Chuchumatán, Huehuetenango, Guatemala

CHE GUEVARA, EMILIANO ZAPATA AND JESUS H. CHRIST. PRESENTES.

Three hours of chicken bus, blasting radio, excessive horn, half pavement, half dirt, half sky, blue diesel thunderclouds hanging over my head, guitar between my knees, trash thrown out the window, climbing out of Huehue shitsville, seventy people in a school bus, three to a seat, ropa tipica, bright pants, sleeping heads swaying, smiling children, dirty diapers, drunks stumbling in front of the grill with lost eyes, more horn, silver teeth, bicycles faster than busses, walls made out of stacked rocks and yucca, sheep and slingshot children, mercado sabado, broken accelerator, broke down bus, mumbled prayers, start again.

Dicen que nadie es profeta en su propia tierra. Che, Emiliano & Jesus have each earned the right to have their faces made into stickers and stuck at the front of the collectivo bus.