Ahhh Latin America.
Where throwing away trash within feet of a trash can is completely acceptable behavior.
Transporting your live baby pigs in the cargo area of the bus is the way to go.
Where you still fill your car up with gas with the engine in idle.
Where it is common place to see someone walking around selling the much needed travel items such as: underwear, socks, lamps (why not), and the ever essential two pens and a wallet.
Where people still understand the normality of being able to casually bribe the police officers.
Mmmm...eating cute but delicious little Rory the guinea pig.
Having the option to nonchalantly relieve yourself in the middle of the street, gentlemen...ahhhh.
Where you understand why the bus driver needs to stop every hour of so to chat on the park bench with his buddies or grab a snack...while the entire bus waits patiently sitting and/or standing.
The best mode of transportation: loading the entire family; mom, dad, and all three kids onto the family moped.
The second best: being able to fit the entire family, immediate and extended, in the back of your shortbed pickup, complete with mattress, for a saturday at the beach. Yayyy.
The reasons why we love it sooooo much.
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