On sunday, we caught a mini bus (very similar to the A-Team van ) and had the scariest roller coaster ride of our lives for 5 hours through the mountains down to the beach. When I had my eyes closed ( which was most of the journey) I was convinced it was B.A. himself driving but, every so often, when I could bare to open my eyes without wanting to vomit, I would catch a glimpse of this wee manic mexican man singing and crossing himself everytime he over took another vehicle. The alternative was a 12 hour first class bus journey that doesn't use the same route - which, in hindsight... well I like to think I would have still gone the A Team route, I secretly enjoyed being a soldier of fortune and on
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