Me and Pepe's mom, in San Cristobal. Luckily we were all about equally annoyed with the goofy white people who come here and don Indian shawls and blankets... San Cristobal is an important and very old city, the first university in the Americas is there... but well, you know those people who weave colored strings into their hair and sit around tourist sites and just make you want to go back to the hotel... this is where it all began. Seriously tho, read a little bit about the city. It is quite remarkable.