Quick stop in Cúcuta . . .

Our way of keeping track of the distances traveled during our journey . . .

Even though I had been assured that there were hourly buses from 5am operated by the same company as the nice bus the day before, when I turned up at the terminal at just after 8am this turned out to be rubbish and the only transport I could find was transport more local in flavour and approaching a collectivo. However for the short 2 hour ride to Cucuta it was no problem and I was happy to be moving on as apart from this there seemed to be few options until the afternoon.

After a long bus ride from Bu-crap-amaranga and not arriving here until 7pm we had to face the fact that we were going to have to stop the night in Cucuta. Its a shithole. So we just went to bed, got up early and headed for the border.

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