Everything has started to blur together. The team is exhausted--physically and emotionally. We pack up to go, but our bus does not arrive. Our back-up plan is to ride the HCM bus across the border and catch the Greyhound from Jimani. As we fight the traffic through the border market, we see our charter bus passing the other way and flag it down. It takes us 90 minutes to make it through the border, then it's a 6 hour bus ride to Santo Domingo. There is little conversation, we are simply too tired. The best part of the day is my first hot shower in more than a week. The amount of dirt that I leave on the bottom of the shower is appalling.
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