We left the airport packed into a tiny van al la Sardines. We were transported to the car rental place to be introduced to the trucks and vans that would be taking us on rocky roads and steep mountains. Something that aggravated me the first minute our group arrived is how they expected for the guides to do everything for them. I bet there were are few who never lifted their suit case once except to put it on the scale to check in at the airport.
This is Stacy Poulk, our driver for the trip. This girl can talk. I am sure if you placed her in front of a brick wall she would end up talking to it. I love her. She has a high tolerance for annoying people. That's a good quality.
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