Had orientation over the culture and house rules before the guys headed out to Chimal. At an ATM, we met a guy who used to live in the U.S. and he gave us a ride to Burger King in the back of his pick up. Got to see a fist fight as we were pulling away, so it was good that we weren’t on foot. People either really like Americans or really don’t, and we wouldn’t want to take the risk of the fist fighting group to not like us. Thank goodness for that guy!
