Somehow, the juxtaposition of the scent of alcohol, heavy Spanish accent, and string of obscenities leaving his mouth made me doubt this. Perhaps I was right, because when the bus stopped, somehow, Liz's bag ended up out of her hands and off of the bus. Luckily, the driver managed to get the bag back and nothing was stolen.
I kid you not, the first text I got from my mother was a screenshot of a warning posted by the US Dept of State. “Your Aunt wanted me to share that with you.” Thanks mom. I mean, was I going to refund my ticket? Was I going to back out of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity…
Read about the journey back to Santa Teresa after a pleasant day at Montezuma Falls (pictured here)
Day 1 in Stockholm, Sweden: or how I tasted the best Meatballs of my Life, Discovered the Lingonberry, and successfully learned the Public Transit System
"where I had the best meatballs of my life."
"....being in the raft with no electronics or distractions provides everyone aboard with a genuine opportunity to reflect and connect: and, this is probably the most valuable part of the entire trip."