On our fourth day it was time to say goodbye to many people who had gathered at the camp for fellowship and church updates. The other Americans had arrived a few days before us, so they were headed to the airport. The church leaders were returning to their home towns. We all got on the old school bus and headed out. The first stop was the airport, then we made our way through the countryside to Camajuani, Remedios, Caibarien, and eventually Placetas where our sister church is located. Each town was about a 20 drive from each other.
All of the roads were paved, two-lanes roads with an abundance of potholes and a wide variety of vehicles (bikes, scooters, horse carts, trucks, old cars, and a handful of newer cars). Drivers were pretty courteous and drove with good sense. The only horns were used to let people know you were getting ready to pass them. There were very few road signs at all, none of which were speed limit signs (as if any car, old or new, could speed on the rough roads!). I think I saw maybe 3 traffic lights the entire trip.
I was determined to see a bit more of the countryside than I had seen on my ride to the camp on the first day, so I sat up extra tall in my seat straining to see out the open window. The weather did me a favor and started raining and the bus windows were closed. I could then see through the tinted glass and got to observe more. The pictures below are all just random photos of houses along the way. The architecture varies, but the materials are all concrete and metal, many with bright (or faded) paint.
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