I have some serious mala suerte with transport. It helps that we have tempted nearly every type of standard transport: boat, plane, bus, car, bike and horse. In the words of a hippie chick we met recently in Banos, 'just push that negative energy away from you'. I'm trying, you spry tart, I'm trying. Latest culprit: this no-named horse...
I'm smiling, but I ain't happy
This fellow was fine on the way to the volcano, but on the way back, well, let me just say that if turning around in circles and avoiding horse bites is your idea of fun, then this was the horse for you.
Stop biting me and take me to the freaking largest crater in the world, okay?
At least there were no horses on the dark side of the moon, er, crater.
A couple more buses and several planes to look forward to. Wish me suerte.
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