The Chicken Bus Part 11: The End of a Long Journey.
Continued from Part 10. I opened my eyes and checked my watch – it was 9AM, and it was already hot in my little concrete room. The fan above my …Continue reading
The Chicken Bus Part 10: The Last Crossing, and a Night in Cañas Dulces, Costa Rica
Continued from Part 9. The restaurant at the Peñas Blancas border crossing was more of a shack than an actual building. The walls were cobbled together with scrap boards and …Continue reading
The Chicken Bus Part 9: Vomit.
Continued from Part 8. The bus from Rivas to the border was so crowded that no one could move. We were all sweaty and contorted. A certain level of discomfort …Continue reading
The Chicken Bus Part 8: Leaving Managua
Continued from Part 7. I awoke early the next morning, checked out of my hostel, and caught a taxi to the bus terminal. The sun was still low on the …Continue reading
The Chicken Bus Part 7: Through Honduras and into Nicaragua
Continued from Part 6. I hate my hotel room, it smells and makes me miss the Blackpool hotels, which I stayed last summer very much. I woke up early in my …Continue reading