Photo Week in Review 7.31-8.6.17

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Los Angeles to Chicago to New York

I walked twenty minutes from the Greyhound station to a hotel in the historic downtown of Los Angeles.  I was stuck there for a night.   From Creel, I had booked my ticket on Amtrak to leave the same day I arrived, but I had called and changed it until Monday when I thought I … Continue reading Los Angeles to Chicago to New York

Guanajuato and Zacatecas

The bus to Mexico City was a quick six hours.  Arid mountain scrubland passed outside the window.  I dozed on and off.I was 80 days into my trip, and the constant travel and planning had caught up with me long before.  Travel isn't as much a vacation as it is a job you take on, … Continue reading Guanajuato and Zacatecas

Caye Caulker

The bus ride to Belize City was uneventful. The bus never got overcrowded, and it was hot but not unbearable.  It wasn't raining, so the windows could be kept open allowing for a breeze, and since it was direct, there wasn't much stopping and starting along the way. We walked the ten minutes to the … Continue reading Caye Caulker

Santa Rosa de Copan and Gracias, Honduras

I didn't need a reminder that I am thirty-nine years old, but spending the previous day on buses gave me one anyways.  I woke up, and my hips were sore, my back was sore.  My head and stomach were sore from midnight hotdogs and aquardiente.  I was mentally and physically drained. I did some half-assed … Continue reading Santa Rosa de Copan and Gracias, Honduras

Juayua, El Salvador

The 6:30am bus from El Tunco to Sonsonate, where I would connect for Juayua (Why-OOH-ah) was the first time I was separated from my bag.  The ayudante took it from me as I boarded through the rear emergency exit and placed it behind the last row of seats.  I took a seat several rows up … Continue reading Juayua, El Salvador