This is the part of the trip I knew was coming. YThe lasty leg. We have about 5 days left. We have survived heinous bus rides, roads that shouldn't exist, horrible venezuelan diets, long bus rides, longer kombi rides, super high altitudes, snakes, piraņas, alligators, painful sicknesses, torrential rains, long hikes, crazy bush women, wacky farmers, and the worst driving in the world and each other's company. A few more days of surfing/ getting slammed by waves, a couple more ceviche meals, and we will be bound to declare our lies to us customs. We have become very comfortable in the
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