To get back to Gori we took a bus that was being driven right to the ground. Every part of it was somehow in disrepair: all the seats were ripped and some were bent, the door of the bus would not shut, there was a big gaping hole in the floor of the bus so you could see the road, the bus almost refused to go uphill and the whole time the bus sounded as though it were a cat being run over.
This is not the sort of thing you would do on an ordinary package trip, and that's why I love going with the scouts!
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