Lost at the Lake
August 10th 2008 We missed the bus to Lake Titicaca. I had left Kit in charge of buying the tickets. The previous evening, we had had the following conversation.
Me: Are you sure the bus is definitely at 8?
Kit: YES I AM SURE, DON’T QUESTION ME WOMAN.
The bus was not at 8. The bus was at 7, we were a whole hour late. Amazingly, instead of laughing at the stupid gringos and trying to sell us another ticket,
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