There we learned that not only would she be going but that she had invited a few of her friends. Lots of mud! On the way back from Tikal we stopped in Chisec. We walked to the Bombil Pek caves. The trail was easy enough to follow, through fields and hills, nice views. She listened to the missionaries and accepted them back, even accepted a baptismal date, but then there was a time when she just simply could not be found. When the Retalhuleu in your Loved belt truck arrived everyone laughed and waved.