The Tiny Traveller's latest travel story sees him slip into a state of paranoia en route from León in Nicaragua to a hostel beside the lake in Honduras.
Here's a little excerpt:
"I glanced out of the window. There were no streetlights and the only sign of civilization was an occasional cluster of corrugated iron sheds, or perhaps a Coca Cola logo hand-painted onto a small brick wall. The moon had replaced the sun and strange shapes had starting appearing in dim shadows beside the road."
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