Buses, bullets and soiled undies Welcome to Ecuador!

VAMOS, FUCKING VAMOS! NOW!! I shouted to the driver from the back of the bus. The dozen or so other passengers were either curled up in their seats, staying low or looking around in bewilderment wondering what the hell was happening. It’s about 9pm and our Pullman coach had been rumbling through the pitch-black jungle … More Buses, bullets and soiled undies Welcome to Ecuador!