Buses and Bolsitas
Everywhere in Central America
Leah: I felt like both buses and bolsitas (small bags) deserved their own mini-post, since they’ve featured so prevalently in our travels thus far. I know we’ve talked about the chicken buses (camionetas) in a few other posts, but they’re really something special. You never really know who or what will be sitting on your lap, breathing down your neck or swapping sweat with you. We alternately amble or careen along any variety of paved/rocky/muddy/narrow roads, packed in like legos, with small children and assorted wildlife thrown in for fun, all of us trying to ignore the bruises we’re accruing on our bums from the potholes and lack of proper seat cushioning. There's usually an "assistant" of sorts on every bus, called an ayudante, who hangs out of the open door calling out the destinations, storing luggage and collecting fares every few stops--they always somehow remember among the sea of faces who needs to pay (although as the only gringos, of course we're the easy ones).
So there you have it, friends, this is what we’re experiencing each time we travel between cities. Try and envision these scenes when you’re reading our blog; it definitely keeps things interesting and I’m trying to think of ways to bring bolsitas to the US in a big way- they’re just too much fun!