Riding the bus is a way of life in Guatemala. Some buses are okay, some are great and some should not be on the road.
Our first year in Guatemala we rode Fuente del Norte. All gringos commonly refer to it as ‘Death from the North”. I would rather have 40 knots and be in twenty foot seas than ride with them again.
LiTegua is now our favorite bus line. They have good hours and routes and they stop at the water park for lunch or breakfast depending on the time of day. No matter if we are going to the city or coming back to the river we get the Express Special bus.
What exactly is the Express Special bus?...well it depends. Sometimes it is a ragged old thing that is belching black thick smoke or it can be a middle of the road “rode hard and put up wet” bus that still is comfortable. A movie may-be provided or not, you may get a sandwich , most likely not these days. It may-be a straight run or you may stop along the road and at every bus station along the way for the next 5 to 6 hours.
We were shocked and amazed at our latest bus back from the City to the Rio. It was NEW! No one had broken a seat, no one and peed or vomited in a seat. It still smelled clean, the curtains were new and still had the original holders and weren’t jury rigged with filthy rope. The TV was a flat screen that swung down from the ceiling, not that we had a movie, instead of the old heavy type that you hit your head on or were afraid that it would come loose and kill you or at least knock you out cold.
We had LEG ROOM! We had a driver that wasn’t too crazy. We did stop and pick up any one that was willing to stand in the aisle. But all in all not a bad ride.
Jehovah, Guard your exit and your entrance. Now and forever. That was hanging in our bus.
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