The Joys of Traveling by Bus

Pasto, Nariño, Colombia: There is one road from Mocoa to Pasto that traverses one of the three mountain ranges in Colombia. It is roads like this that make it clear why Avianca is one of the oldest airlines in the world. 

The mini-bus I took was delayed for four hours because of a landslide by the Pepino River. A woman on the bus who makes the trip frequently told me that this is all too common – like a flight being delayed out of JFK. 
 

It’s not surprising that landslides are common when the rain runs down the mountains and across the road. 

There was another landslide further up the mountain, so when we finally met the oncoming traffic there was a huge bottle neck. 

We had to back up on hairpin turns and wait to let large trucks pass. 

  

I felt as though we were going to reenact the final scene from the original Italian Job. 

  

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