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» The Worst Journey in the World
rubbish beginning to the new year
Had a massive New Year's at a dance party on a beach in Oaxaca, Mexico and was due to meet a friend in Puebla in 2 days. I was terribly suburnt and dehydrated; coming down, peeling and hallucinating, yet somehow survived a ride in a dodgy camionetta, several hours at a bus stop and a 12+ hour bus ride from Oaxaca coast to Puebla over twisting mountain paths. The bus driver loaded the kids into the luggage hold under the bus, whacked a frightening D grade video of the adventures of a Mexican Nun into the very wobbly VCR and cranked the aircon to max. I was shaking violently from sunstroke and the cold, but that didnt stop a strange French Canadian in the seat next to me spooning me in his sleep. To top it all off, every time the driver hit the brakes on that winding road the door to the toilet at the back of the bus swung open; mmm, so fragrant.
(Tue 12th Sep 2006, 14:46, More)
rubbish beginning to the new year
Had a massive New Year's at a dance party on a beach in Oaxaca, Mexico and was due to meet a friend in Puebla in 2 days. I was terribly suburnt and dehydrated; coming down, peeling and hallucinating, yet somehow survived a ride in a dodgy camionetta, several hours at a bus stop and a 12+ hour bus ride from Oaxaca coast to Puebla over twisting mountain paths. The bus driver loaded the kids into the luggage hold under the bus, whacked a frightening D grade video of the adventures of a Mexican Nun into the very wobbly VCR and cranked the aircon to max. I was shaking violently from sunstroke and the cold, but that didnt stop a strange French Canadian in the seat next to me spooning me in his sleep. To top it all off, every time the driver hit the brakes on that winding road the door to the toilet at the back of the bus swung open; mmm, so fragrant.
(Tue 12th Sep 2006, 14:46, More)