Winter of the year 2001. The life of a small indigenous population in the heart of the Purépecha plateau is altered by the news that the march called by the Zapatista Army of National Liberation is going to go through its dirt streets on its way to the Mexico City. The local authorities commission the school teacher to write the speech with which the caravan will be received, the children rehearse a play that they will perform in front of the visitors, the music band begins to rehearse the songs that will greet their arrival. Finally, the preparations begin, and with them the debate in the community. Meanwhile, from some point along the way, Subcomandante Marcos, the invisible head of the Zapatista movement, tells us about this journey and the other, the one that began eighteen years ago.