[Sorry for the delay in posting my Guyana pictures/diary. Internet connections here are very slow and uploading even small picture files is problematic.]
For those of us who live in the busy parts of the world (particularly the crowded northeastern corner of the US), it's hard to imagine standing for long in the middle of a country's main north-south highway without being squashed flat. But here in Guyana, where the "highway" is a twisting, potholed ribbon of mud (on wet days) or iron hard earth (on dry ones), it's possible to wander for hours without seeing a single vehicle.
These butterflies were clustered along the road, slurping some mineral from a damp patch of soil.
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