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<\/a><\/div>\n<\/a><\/div>\n More so than in the other places I have biked, with perhaps the exception of parts of Chiapas, this region felt poor (see statistics<\/a>). It is not just the people walking the sides of the road – convenience stores were poorly stocked, and it was tough to eat well. Many houses are made out of mud bricks (adobe), and the house on the left is on day 4 of 7 of construction. People were friendly, though, and I felt safe and comfortable. <\/p>\n I spent one night with a family who lived in a house half made of these bricks. They had no electricity or candles, although they did watch an hour of television every night using a car battery. They were extremely generous, and fed me tortillas that they made from their field of corn (they had a good amount of land, and enough food). I gave them my headlamp, which I hope they are enjoying because it is now much more difficult for me to camp. <\/p>\n I visited a primary school, El Progreso. I set this visit up by biking by the school and having all the children, who were at recess, run out and stop me, asking what I was doing. <\/p>\n<\/a><\/div>\n\n
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