Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants

didn’t feel like spending quality time with Lena. She
packed up the rest of her things and headed back uphill.
Maybe she would pass by Kostos this time. Maybe she
would go shopping with Effie, as Effie was always wanting
to do, and buy one of those dumb olive-wood tourist bowls.
Maybe she would find a way to tell her grandmother
what had really happened.
Well, she told herself on the bright side, Kostos
wouldn’t be bothering her anymore. But that side didn’t
seem so bright just now.
Carma,
We went hiking across this volcano field.
Tres Virgenes, it’s called. Quattro Virgenes and
it could have been us. I swear I could smell the
smoke, even though our guide said the volcanoes
were inactive since last century.
Then we hiked down south through these
canyons to look at ancient Indian rock art.
First there were these hunting scenes, and then
there was one big painting after another of
these huge penises. Diana and I were laughing so
hard we just sat on the ground. The coaches
who came with us tried to shuttle us along. It
was hilarious. I wish you could have been there.
Oh, the crazy pleasures of Baja.
Love,
Bee
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