Got up early for the twice weekly market (Thursday and Sunday) where all things Mayan can be purchased.
At 7am the whole town was busily being transformed with covered stalls being erected on every street. More peole watching over sweet black coffees. By 8 most of the sellers were ready and waiting for the busloads of tourists who would arrive by 9.
We found an area of jumble like stalls selling 2nd hand mayan traditional clothing. Bargained for a women's top that was falling apart and long strip of woven material used as a hair embellishment. Now have to carry them both for 3 weeks :-(
Left town at around 10:30 heading for Huehue via Sacapulas.
En route discovered that our map was out of date and that a new road would bypass Sacapulas, heading north east across the Rio Negro river directly to Huehue.
More hard ups and downs ensured that we made slow progress. Just before dusk we asked a local family whether we could camp in their gated garden.
Julisa kindly offered to host us and young Raoul, on his tiny blue bike with stabilisers, tried to work out how to best help us put the tent up. Princessa ,the dog, divested us of our remaining biscuits as we crawled into our sleeping sheets and under our blankets. Another cold, fitful sleep was had by all.