For a quarter, I caught bus 249 to the town of Ataco. It's a bit of a hike from the bus stop to one of the town's churches. From there, I climbed a hill to reach a lookout over Ataco.
There's a giant cross at the apex, overlooking the town and surrounding mountains.
Below, the town was bustling.
A wedding at the main church.
Ataco is known for its lively painted walls.