The Backpacking Pinay

Border crossings are one of those things I actually enjoy when traveling overland. It's more because you never really know what is going to happen. Will the bus be where you expect it to be? Will you find the right immigration office? Will somebody try to charge you an insane taxi fare? Will you accidentally get on the wrong bus? On my Nicaragua to Costa Rica crossing, I got a little bit of everything. And, of course, there was a chicken bus involved. Getting from Nicaragua to Peñas Blancas I left the hotel in Managua at around 8:15 AM by InDrive. My plan was to get to Rivas first and figure out the next part from there, but as soon as I got out of the taxi, a bus barker across the road started calling me. "Rivas!" Apparently, that was my bus. I crossed the road and got on at around 8:27 AM. Well, I tried to get on. I almost fell while climbing into the bus. The guys sitting in front saw me struggling, and all screamed at the same time. Before I could even ...