View from our tent

Massive tree from the hike the day before

Our sweet Tent space

We were to depart on a bus to Comitan at 1am, to miss the heat we plan to pack up at 5pm and spend the day swimming. There was a couple we were envious of who had rode their mountain bikes in and with some of the long stretches of of grassy pasture that looked awesome. It was about mid day and our pilot friends had already left, with the promise to do a fly by! It is hard not speaking fluent Spanish because most of the people I want to chat with are Mexican with little to no English. The mountain biker couple looked really nice, and I thought I needed to seize the opportunity to see if we had some friends back on the bus to Comitain, and I needed to find out if they had rode all the way out here or if they had put their bikes on a truck like ours. I need to grow and start chatting with people. After unearthing many details about the couple with our broken langues I called Mateo over to help, they soon offered us a ride to San Cristobal in their truck, this is where they were currently living. It was an eight hour drive. Our tent was packed up so fast and were ready to catch a ride back and skip over the treacherous ride at 1 am!! The hike back to the tourist center was exhausting, I felt a million times better than during the hike in. It was much hotter since the time was one in the afternoon, our reward would be a jump in the river at the end of the trail. Right as we were leaving Mateo said, I guess we won’t see the plane fly by. Two seconds later we hear a plane, finding the camera as quickly as we could they fly over us and down the lake, making a big loop, it made me so excited to see they plane double back. I started jumping up and down on the shore as they swooped by us very close to the tree line!

The fly by

My day was made between catching a ride and the airplane fly by! We arrived back into San Cris by 11pm, it was a great ride back full of conversation, the couple Sarah and Axieal both worked for a non government nutrition program. Working with the surrounding communitys in Chiapas, Chiapas is one of the poorest states in Mexico. We stopped in many towns along the way to transport people and for them to say hi!

Cow Cow

Hikers are hot

The awesome truck that took us home on comfy seats

On our way back to San Cris, with a storm following us the whole way it did catch up eventually