I think I'm alone now...
August 28th 2006 When I sat in the bus terminal for three lonely hours waiting for my stinky, snoring filled and sweaty bus ride from Trujillo to Mancora in Peru to begin, it came to me that this indeed was the first time I was traveling all alone. This new awareness of my solo situation frightened me and thrilled me at the same time. When I arrived to Mancora I took a wasp looking ‘moto taxi’ that buzzed me d
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