We thought we had finished with dangerous roads but being on the bus was scarier than on the bike. On the right were hard granite cliffs which you could have touched with your hand from the window. And on the left was a drop so sheer that you could hardly see the river in the valley below. There are no barriers on the edge and the road is not wide enough for 2 cars let alone buses and trucks. The warning system appeared to be swift blasts on the hooter as the bus went round the corner – at full speed!!!! I just prayed that both vehicles had good brakes. We kept saying that it had to level out sometime but my life did flash before my eyes a few times.
We did have a cute distraction in the form of a very cute and furry puppy. He loved sitting on our laps being stroked. He was also quite at home wondering between people’s feet despite the bumpy road. Our heads nearly hit to roof a few times and our bums certainly left our seats. My wrist was more sore from and hour of gripping the arm rest in sheer terror than it was from 5 hours of cycling down the world’s most dangerous road. But we arrived in the Amazon Basin a fully hour ahead of schedule so our driver must have been able to go on his hot date.
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