The public buses in Guatemala are a colorful affair. They are on their second lease in life having started out as school buses in the U.S.
Art on wheels, each is meticulously repainted and often named after saints or women. We spotted several Esmeralda’s.
The transport has been nicknamed chicken buses by gringos who have shared seats with poultry toting passengers. Larger cargo without a heartbeat is piled on top.
Volcanoes reflect in rear view mirrors of the buses traversing the highlands. Drivers navigate the winding mountain roads at break neck speed passing all other traffic along the way with complete confidence or abandon depending on your point of view.