A few tall and sturdy poplar trees formed a grove, with villagers carrying palm-leaf fans cooling off under them. Occasionally, they cast curious glances.
"Are those celebrities? They all look so attractive."
"Really handsome, they must be from out of town."
"The village chief mentioned that a TV station was coming to film a program, it must be these people. Look, they're all holding equipment!"
...
Maya Monroe raised her eyebrows in surprise.
It seems this journey isn't too bad, at least much better than she imagined.
The guide led all the guests to a shady spot, where the shadows of the trees danced and a slight coolness lingered in the air.
Maya Monroe took a baseball cap from her backpack and put it on, pulling the brim low so that only her crimson lips and pointed chin were visible.
