A bus across the border, which turned into a bit of an adventure. For starters the bus was an hour late with no official explanation. When I asked in my rudimentary spanish where it was the guy behind the counter starting making gun signs with his hands, thankfully, he then added gasoline. Then on the bus, the border crossing took an hour or so more than expected, meaning that in all instead of arriving at 9:30pm we arrived at 12:30am. Not enjoyable.
The photo is from a bus (getting familiar?).
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