We bounced over the border, or what I thought was to be the border.  It was my first crossing in South America by foot (by bus) and after reading the laundry list of items I needed to present as an American, I was worried this last minute change in itinerary wouldn’t go as planned.  Luckily, I was with Peru Hop, and they seemed to have sorted out for me what was necessary before I hopped on the bus. Everything was mored built up in my head than in reality, as these things usually are, and with minimal issues, I passed over the white line without consequence and as I dragged…