We then search for nocatamales (a special Spanish dish served in banana leaves, that we hear are quite good). We walk the whole town, with folks telling us to go 4 blocks west, then four blocks east and when we finally give up our search, a big ass NOCATAMALES sign falls at our feet.
We sit outside the restaurant and chat with the street kids until the restaurant owner wildly waves his hands at the children as if shoo’ing flies and sends them all away. We didn’t get a chance to tell him that they were not bothering us. We went on drinking our mimosas and taking photos of the electric blue and black sunset clouds, simultaneously bright and dark.


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