Woke up in my lovely bed, went downstairs for breakfast at 8, and then bedded away until 12 when the bus left for Mexico. Untz untz Getting passed by these BRT buses. When I saw
Woke up in my lovely bed, went downstairs for breakfast at 8, and then bedded away until 12 when the bus left for Mexico.
Getting passed by these BRT buses. When I saw them in Bogota, I was like “why not a traiiin”, but when I see them in Guatemala City, after travelling through Central America, I feel like “revolution!”.
Paying highway tax.
Fire and trees.
I love how green it is.
A thought that has plagued me while being in these countries, is to make a war game about it. You play one of the 7 small countries. The ones that are neutral you play when you have the right cards. The advantages and disadvantages are from real life. The war/peace status is created by cards, so you can’t choose all the time with whom to fight.
The last Guatemalan city. I get out and get some food, and gets a ton of it for five euros. Food that I then have to carry around while getting my Mexican papers. I say that I will stay one to two weeks, and the woman says that there is a tax for people staying longer than one week. I start babbling about my US Visa and she goes like “go pay the tax please” and I’m like “ok”. 35 euros. But, as Mexicans have paid me 700 euros in interest last year, maybe it’s good I give 5% back as tax 😉
And then we entered Mexico, and Tapachula, and I walk to my hotel. This was the nearest hotel I found online. 30 euros. A bit of a luxury for me, but sometimes, why not!