After spending time at the pharmacy and sending a quick update home.. I sat and debated what my next move would be. I decided that I would take my chances and head by bus to the other side of the island, where the volcano I was hoping to climb sat waiting. I figured that this was the best move to make and would allow me to see a greater part of the island, even if it was via bus.
Of course knowing my luck, one simple task turns into a nightmare. The bus turned out to not be very successful, as the guy next to me felt the need to constantly be touching my thigh. The guy would sit with his hand on his leg but so it touched my leg the entire time. Then one time, he slid it under my leg and I am pretty sure I have this guy a look of death. He removed his hand immediately upon making eye contact with me.
After this wonderful display of being molested on a public bus in Nicaragua, I decided that upon reaching Altagracia that I would be taking a taxi the rest of the day.. My need for adventure having died!
The taxi ride was rough and I have never been filled with more dust in my entire life. The landscape.. thank goodness was incredibly beautiful. Those roads were pretty much the death of me.
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