Sitting in the back of a 1970's Isuzu pickup with a topper that gives us just enough room to sit up straight doesn't bother me. Even roads that are steep, muddy, and really bumpy with an old truck that makes many strange noises doesn't bother me. Blum saying, "he got his drivers license yesterday," and the constant jerking and killing of the truck doesn't bother me. The black exhaust pouring into the back of the pickup and us holding our shirts over our faces doesn't bother me. It doesn't bother me because it is great to have transportation when most people don't have it in Guatemala.

                                             - Bryan