Waterfalls

Nick, our adopted Aussie whom the kids call Queso (cheese) because he is always taking pictures(?), bought ice cream and chocolate for all of the children. It was a great start to our walk into the mountain. There were 50 children, 6 of us, Carlos, Milton, and Allen, some people from the village, and two or three dogs. When we stopped at one point there was a fight between two of them. Pretty vicious. What made it worse was the narrowness of the trail and 50 kids screeching in blood curdling unison.
Because this is their dry season there wasn't much more than a trickle until we got to the actual waterfalls. These kids were fearless climbing the slippery rocks and the parents didn't seem to mind. There were times I couldn't look. But everyone made it back safe. It was a fun tranquil day. Tomorrow is the last day. I will miss these kids.