A couple of moths ago, I was on my way to Tulum, I had stored some things in my backpack and I was going to the room looking for a book that I lent to my brother a week before. I was surprised when I opened the book right on page 288, where I found the corpse of a blue butterfly. Neither of us knew how it had got there or how long it had been there. I went to a nearby tree and left the corpse near a beautiful flower. 
The scene was beautiful beacuse it seemed like the blue butterfly was alive once more. That same day, the idea of creating an hostel came out from my family.