So I Had a Bad Day


**WARNING: Some portions of this post may be a little TMI. If you are sensitive to bathroom-related offenses I suggest you stop reading here**

At ten o’clock in the evening, Austin and I boarded an overnight, 12-hour bus to the Oaxacan coast. I didn’t go into the situation expecting complete comfort, but the next 24 hours were so comically unlucky, that I just had to write about it. Continue reading “So I Had a Bad Day”