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A short story about a very brief travel experience in the Chiapas mountains of Mexico. I was riding in a car driven by a fellow I hired to make a day-trip from San Cristobal de las Casas to the Mayan ruins at Pelenque. The road was very snake-like, with the mountain rising on the left and sloping down on the right, and we were taking the turns with all the speed this macho driver could get with four tires on the ground. As we approached a bend in the road that turned to the right, we saw two small boys, about 6 and 7 years old, standing on a low mound of dirt next to the pavement. At the speed we were traveling the driver had to keep the car close to the inside of the turn, which brought us within a couple feet of the boys.
Without time to slow down or make the turn wider, we could only fly by and watch while these two rascals, wearing nothing but t-shirts, thrust their hips forward and sprayed a long stream of pee on the side of the car, laughing so hard that we could hear their peals over the screeching of the tires.
I still laugh along with them every time I recall the event. Now those two dudes had balls!
Good travels...
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