Last week, a couple of us headed down to Arequipa to hike the Colca Canyon. After riding in a bus for nine hours with a broken bathroom and a broken window, we arrived at 7:00 in the morning absolutely frozen. Our luck continued when we found out that there were no buses back to Cusco. Figuring [...[...]
Posts Tagged ‘buses’
Day in the Life: Hiking The Colca Canyon
The Devils of Panama City
A rarely heard utterance: “My favorite thing about the city was the buses.” A Dutch traveler said it to me about Panama City before I left. I inwardly scoffed; she must just think that because they use bikes so much in the Netherlands. But then I got there, and she’d nailed it. Sorry, Karl[...]
Day in the Life: Morning Commute
Riding in the combis around Cusco is an exercise in discomfort. Everyday I wait at the paradero for either Batman or Zorro to take me to work. Given the precarious nature of public transport in Cusco, it is fitting that these modified school vans would be named after masked vigilantes. Although I li[...]
An Adventurous Routine
Each day on my commute to work I pass through Santiago’s international bus station. I love being in big transit centers—airports, train stations, bus stations—to watch people set off on and arrive from their journeys. As I emerge from the metro stop I take off my headphones to soak up the so[...]
Where to Get Off the Bus?
It’s a question of trust really. The buses in Costa Rica and Nicaragua don’t have conveniently placed signs that tell you where each stop is. Or a website that tells you how often a bus is going to drive by your house. What they do have are lots of people. And usually these people are [...][...]




