Tales from the chicken bus
February 20th 2008 I was psyched about Guatemala - the exotic and unknown - with live volcanos and jungles, the famed chicken buses and Mayan locals in brightly coloured clothing. But, Guatemala got off to a bad start. Within minutes of alighting from the lancha in Livingston a rough Garifuna tout with a gold tooth told me to ´get f-ed´ when I wouldn´t accompany him to his hostel. Things got far worse, before
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