Saturday, March 20, 2010

The Road to Guasamilla (Saturday, March 6)

We took a buseta (mini bus) from Neiva to Alta Mira, the teensy tiny town near the family farm. It was two hours of this:

When we got to Alta Mira, we found Gustavo, Gabe’s uncle, on the side of the road flagging down all of the buses and vans. He has been flagging down buses for 30 minutes or so – the sun was starting to set, and though nobody will say it, I think they were quite worried about the gringos on the bus after dark.

Gabe hopped in the back of the truck with our backpack, and we took a short ride to Guasamilla.