So we checked out of Fortaleza and, due to a friend's sense of adventure (and slight fear of flying), we headed for the rodoviaria (bus station) for a night bus to Recife. A mere 13.5 hours distant. These old bones aren't made for that kind of sitting so we'd opted for the leito (sleeper) service … Continue reading Buses, a Deluge and Muller Lite (Germany v USA – Game 5) →