It was a hairy, scary journey from Frontera, Rio Dulce to Livingston in order to renew our tourist visas. First off we get in overcrowded chicken buses then grab a launcha.
On the way there, a Collectiva, a chicken bus, identical to the one we were on was totaled, with a couple of dead bodies hanging out of the wreckage. We decided to take a launch back after our overnight stay in a hostel.
The actual re-checking in was simple.
It was fun except for the deaths. That scared the shit out of me.
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