The Van
If you've ever been outside of the United States and Canada, you've seen one of these:
It's a Toyota Commuter Van. Like a Tijuanan hooker, while it serves a legitimate purpose, you don't want to spend too much time in one. Only tourists, masochists, and their friendly guides/drivers/dominators would ever submit themselves to spending an entire day bouncing around in the back of one, knees by your ears, ass hurting, feet and forehead sweating, all the while cursing the operator who sold you the trip. How did we end up in one you ask? Well, we're tourists (maybe closet masochists?). Allow me to explain.
