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It seems that our arrival at each new place is marked by a torrential downpour... When we arrived at GTO, the stairs transformed into waterfalls, and as we arrived in San Miguel, thunderstorms with torrents of vertical water and hailstones made the streets run like rivers.

It is the edge of wetness that we follow on our journey. We chose to wait til things settled down a bit and then went out to get an air mattress, and found this...

Still, we made it back with some nice veggies – getting a soak as well...

And set up a cozy camp...

Then ate some pasta, and crashed for the night...

As always, thanks for reading and indulging!
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