The road to Tombes

Today we left Mancora behind and headed north to Tombes. The minibus we booked only had seats for 3/4 of us, but after some serious persuasion by Aaron, the driver agreed that it was better to squeeze us all in, than to sit the remaining three on the roof with the bags. We even had to pay to buy extra seats so they wouldn´t sell the so-called “spaces” to a couple more passengers. Within a matter of half an hour the vehicle gave in under the weight, steam fizzling from the engine. The driver explained it was all part of the experience, so we all rolled out while the driver used our spare drinking water to cool down the engine. In all fairness to him, we did break down twice more, but none-the-less arrived fully in tact.