Midnight train to Libera

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After leaving monteverde at 3pm, such a short visit a bit of a shame, we lost M, she decided to go back to San Jose yet again and send some stuff home, and we’ll meet her somewhere in Nicaragua. So D and I jump out of the bus in chompas to await the next bus, suddenly there is a bit of a commotion. The driver and assistant are standing looking down at the tire, which appears obviously flat. Shrugging his shoulders the assistant waves his hand out toward the tire and the driver gives it a wallop of a kick...nothing happens...seconds pass...nothing happens…With a shrug of the shoulder he reboards the bus. We haven’t heard from M since I hope she's ok. The photo here is of the evening ride to libera.

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