They heartily partook of a staple meal of black beans and hot tortillas. The women stood back against the walls of the church quietly murmuring among themselves. After the last man finished, the women sat down together and ate the remaining food. The men from this area are short and lean. They wear frayed, patched trousers and simple rubber sandals made by hand from discarded tires.
Tractors are unknown here.
Men still work the land with teams of oxen and iron-tipped wooden plows. Climbing above the village, one can hear the wind that comes rushing over the mountains and whistles through the pine trees. The pace of life is tranquilo. Electricity arrived only in the past several years. Avenda o's general store.