Although we didnt spend the night together on the bus. I had one of my most comfortable night sleeps. Probably out of exhaustion. Stevie however on the other hand kept freaking out every time the bus stopped. Thinking it was a check point and she would get dragged off the bus alone.

We arrived in Valencia around 9.30, there was a bit of a wait for our bags so I ventured off to see if I could get us a ticket as soon as possible. The only one I could find was to Maracaibo, north Venezuela. It was a gamble as every told us to go to Cucuta. The bus left at 10.00am so I quickly booked the tickets and headed for the bus. It eventually left at 11.30 -12.00.