For those of you who know me, you'll know that all I need to do to sleep is to stop talking and close my eyes, sitting, lying down or standing up it doesnt usually matter which, I'm good for a snooze tired or not. That was until our first night bus from Oaxaca to San Cristobal de las Casas. Where speeds of about a quarter of a mile an hour over speed bumps to save the suspension are a must-around death defying corners, over cliff edges, in the pitch black, with trucks coming towards you and only a little metal bar to stop your fall, apparently speed need not be a factor! And to think we were called crazy gringos the same day for not giving a tip to a dodgy old man who was barely
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