Our bus driver pulled off to the side of the road and let us out. We freaked out when all we could see was sugar cane feilds. Our Professor was not with us and so we tried to get back on the bus, convinced that we were in the wrong place. A woman selling cola on the side of the road waved to us and pointed to the cane and said "Cuidad de Dios." So we just walked through the huge stalks of cane until we emerged in an empty feild. Sure enough, there was the crumbling city, surronded in mist. This is a view from the top of the mountain where the archaeological site Cuidad de Dios is. The city is down below me. The white building is the school, building that Prof. Billman built.