After a long bus ride from we were in La Ceiba, Honduras. We got up early to be at the bus station by 0500; I think even if I were able to sleep soundly that previous night, or on the bus, I would still be exhausted. It wasn't because it was a stuffy, crowded, smelly, loud, chicken carrying bus; on the contrary, the bus had comfortable seats, a toilet and it was air conditioned. It's a combination of sleep deprivation and sensory overload that really sucks the juice out of you.. Think on it - one can't help but notice all the differences between one's familiar culture and the new culture you are willingly being thrust into. Included in this 'unlikeness' are weather, language, people and their culture, the different concepts of time, different smells, signage,
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