El Tunco is probably the one place I didn't want to leave. I felt sad having to leave. I don't know why, maybe it was the waves, the cool peope there, the cheap food, the beach vibe, i don't know.
But at least the 8.5 hour bus ride to Leon was great. it was one of those morale boosting things. It was worth every dollar of the $51 bucks i paid. i rode a Kind Quality bus, there were seven other people on the bus so I had rows of seats to myself. The bus served two sandwhich "meals", two snacks with coffee, there was too-cold air conditioning, there were movies (i watched Taken with Liam Neeson and Panic Room and two other movies i didn't pay attention to) and a bathroom on the bus. It was heavenly compared to 8 hour shuttle rides stuck in the seat between the driver and passenger seat.
And the border crossings were ridiculous. The border officials come to you inside the bus and check your passport. You never have to leave the bus. It was luxurious.
Monday, July 19, 2010
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