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New Years in San Juan Del Sur was definitely full of glitter.

As I dozed off on the shoulder of a polish girl I'd met only two nights before, I realized how lucky I am to have figured out this travel life. We had been in a bit of a rush all day, lugging our suitcases through planes, taxis, boats and now a chicken bus in route to the pacific town of San Juan del sur in time to catch New Years. Two complete strangers but felt as though we were best friends. Napping on a bus among the locals.

We arrived just in time to be glittered and party the night away.


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