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I woke up around 3 AM with a tickle on my leg. Something was crawling under the sheet. I threw off the sheet and there it was: a thumbnail-sized black spider, just chillin’ on my thigh like it paid rent.

We stopped to ask for help more than once and were given arm-waving directions in Spanish with references like “go past the mango tree, then two houses down from where Tito’s uncle used to live.” Super helpful if you knew Tito. We did not.