Hanging out in Siloé
This is a photo showing people hanging out on the street with a large speaker blasting their music. Pichi and I stopped to shake hands with the guys there that he knew. I’m lucky to have Pichi as my friend, guide and protector in Siloé. I could never walk these streets alone, even if I knew where I was and where I was going. I’d probably be asking for trouble. If nothing else, I could be robbed of anything I had, if people didn’t know me. If they knew me or who I was, I would be enthusiastically greeted and nothing would happen.