...The only job I refused to accept..
Staying on a 1000 years old hotel on
a presqu'ile, on a bungalow on a tree,to avoid rattle-snakes, I am hidding from the "guerilleros" that
are killing white people at the speed
of light...before me, the Pacific O-
cean is smatching the hill on giant
deferlantes waves, still I enter for a swimm. So I must find a job, the
chef is telling me that about 3 miles
away a company is hiring men at
$ 60. per day...something like $6000
in Manhattan! so I believe the job
must be extraordinary...I walked the-
re, found the office, a girl is tel-
ling me that the job consist on going
in the Pacific Ocean on tiny little
pirogues, fishing hammersharks 24 hours in a row....she also said that
often men disappears....anyway, I re-
fused the job: I am just another co-
ward....I crosses Guatemala back and
forth with of course the Christoforo
Colon bus-line, crossed Belize, and
re-entered Mexico back to Cancun; I
visited the Sumidero Canyon, Aqua-
Azul, Guatemala is an immense magic
forest...


V A M A N O S !