Stall in the name of love

While Anthony and I grew closer, Spencer and I found ourselves arguing on more than one occasion. I was loud and he was chill. Our first talk was in a bakery in San Cristobal, Chiapas where we went our separate ways. The next was in Northern Guatemala when the car stalled. Capoeira and chapulines-filled tlayudas brought us closer as well, to see eye to eye.