Adventures and fascinations of Matt Pāz
At about noon, the bus pulled to the side of the road, seemingly in the middle of nowhere. There was nothing in eyeshot except jungle and the two-lane road. The bus driver announced “ENBISIO’N!” The passengers looked around confused for a second, “Here?” … Read more
My taxi driver dropped me off about 200m before the immigration office on the Nicaraguan side of the border. When grabbing my bags from the trunk a local border hustler tried to help me with my things. There are usually dozens of these types of people swarming tourists at borders, and I usually ward them off. … Read more