Flores, Guatemala
The journey to Flores was an interesting one. We started off on a 5am chicken bus adapted for Lanquin roads, this one was even smaller than normal, not that that meant there were any less people on board - I spent an hour and a half bouncing uphill half on the wheel arch and half on a very large lady's lap. She thought it was hilarious and kept saying stuff to me in really fast Spanish, waiting for me to look as confused as possible, and the...

