Description: We met in some random chicken bus of Chiapas.
I saw him carrying some instruments and felt he was the only one onboard with something to talk to. He was going to Costa Rica, I wanted to make it to Guatemala.
We ended up in huge supermarket, buying things to do a veggie huge sandwich that we enjoyed in the street, chating. That night we could not continue and we ended up sleeping on the flooor of a dusty bus station, where he started playing guitar and charango like an angel!
