The silent echoes of an Indigenous Ceremonial Park

My though of its location was utterly mistaken, pictured it on a flat valley nestled by a mountain range of dark green. The realization of my mistake came when we kept climbing the narrow paved and twisted road while still miles, as directed by our GPS, away from the park. It was a Monday, a few dark clouds seen through the foliage that canopied the road, could be seen. Concrete houses of every shape and size were cooped inside the mountain near the road or on a thin stretch of land right beside the cliff. Read More