After a few local snacks at the Sunday market, we headed across the bridge in search of a bus to Chajul, a village in the mountains. Made the fatal mistake of deciding to cycle to the next junction to get a bus. 10km uphill in blazing sun took us 3 hours, and the bus that finally picked us up had come through Sacapulas!
Arrived in Nebaj at around 17:00 after sitting waiting on the side of the road for an hour. The town did not really grab our attention so had more food, then took another white knickke ride to Cotzal.
Much smaller and welcoming. Lovely small town square and a choice of 3 hotels. Colourfully dressed women everywhere.