I was soo excited for my brothers to arrive in Chiapa De Corzo and to jump in the car with them and continue on to Columbia. But……to no avail. We couldn’t get along! Jeremy and I got along fabulously. Wesley and I on the other hand….. We can’t seem to get beyond judgment of each other’s punkish ways. It became clear to me, quite quickly, that this wasn’t going to work. For one thing, we were on different schedules. They like to stay out late hanging out and then sleep in. I like to go to bed around 10pm and wake up early. So after exploring the ruins at Palenque, we went on our separate ways. Me to the Carribean side, them, down to Lake Atilan in Guatemala.