I traveled with Juan again yesterday, this time to the town of Tehuchitlan (the name's a tongue-twister), which is about a 2 hour bus-ride away. It is known for its pre-hispanic pyramid ruins located somewhere in the town. We didn't visit them, however; maybe next time. Tehuchitlan is also next to a lake and known for its seafood.
Upon arriving, we headed to the town's main square and started preaching.
Many people heard the Gospel, and we distributed tracts to nearly everyone there. While preaching, brother Juan got chased around by a young heckler who was listening to music on his cell phone, and wanted to put it on the mouth of Juan's bull horn so that everyone could hear. But other than that, our time of preaching was uneventful, with apathy being the predominant sentiment among the people who listened.