Sceen'ry Travel Journal

On a Coffee Mission in Salento, Colombia

The bus felt cramped and my stomach stirred as we climbed another windy mountain road. Five hours had passed since boarding and the broken air conditioner spout blasts of hot air. I stared out the window at the narrow road and surrounding cliffs. The steep drop off, only inches from our tires, made my heart race. I leaned into my husband, squeezing my eyes shut and reminding myself of the mission: coffee.
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