Chugchilán is so quiet. There is just no background noise, no traffic, no bustle about the place, no wind even. The air sits, still, waiting to carry any audible noise vast distances. A small radio playing can be heard over a kilometer away. A single bird call can be startlingly loud.
There are things going on in town and people about. This afternoon there was a volleyball game on with over 35 people watching, laughing and cheering. Paradoxically the sound was not travelling. I walked away from the game and within meters I was enveloped in the silence of the clouds, a few steps more and I hear the melodies from a radio playing at the edge of town, eerie.
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