More buses, more bingo, more bread

Trip Start Feb 26, 2010
Trip End Feb 26, 2011

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On a bus on the way to Rio Gellegos

Flag of Argentina  , Patagonia,
Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Having the bed next to the window I woke up at about 6:45 and the Lady finally rose at about 9:00. We had a leisurely breakfast of coffee with jam and rolls, wrote some of the blog for the last few days and just spent some time chatting to our fellow hostel dwellers. We had another quick walk around Puerto Madryn and were gutted to be leaving, our opinions divided on the town itself (Erica absolutely loved it) but the wildlife around this area has been stunning, we really wish we had time to go and visit the 500,000 penguins in the colony to the south and also do some swimming with sea lions or elephant seals however money and time are always running out.

At about 13:00 we shared a taxi to the bus station with Isla from Norfolk, this was pure laziness as its only about 20 minutes walk but with a taxi on its way it seemed silly to not halve the fair. The bus was running a little late thankfully so we exchanged stories of travels and heard some interesting tales of South American bus journeys, rolls of gaffer tape, the air vents on the roof and a large suspicious looking package (it might have contained chalk) by some Bolivian gentlemen.

The bus finally arrived about an hour late and we boarded and headed upstairs as usual to the cheap seats. We obviously spent the rest of the day on the bus, from about 14:00 until our first change at 8am in the morning so there isn't too much to write about really.   We quite enjoyed watching the film The Freedom Writers in Spanish with English subtitles, loved the bingo as normal (what a great way to learn numbers it is perfect), and I listened to yet more Spanish learning cd’s that are not sinking in. Erica on the other hand read quite a lot. I got to sleep again with the aid of sleeping tablets.

The only other thing of note was a very loud guy from the US next to us, at one point we seemed to have one person too many on the coach so they did a ticket check. The poor conductor had to wake this guy up, the guy just starting shouting "I have been on this bus for 12 hours and you now ask me for a ticket you retard", thankfully neither party understood each other. A few hours later we were boarded by one of the salesmen but instead of selling he was collecting for some type of drug charity, 'Buds mate’ as we called him, started shouting “I know were you spend that money, on crack retard”, we winced at that one. At about 3 in the morning he was shouting “The bastards haven’t woken us up and we are here quick lets get off”, after checking the watch we knew we were still hours away but he got off, got back on and started shouting abuse to the conducters again. Well that is the only interesting tale of today really, what more can we say.... Well normally the buses crank up the aircon at night so it gets freezing, tonight I put on my jumper and troosers went to sleep and woke up dripping in sweat as the heating had been on all night!
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Carlene on

That guy sounds like a tosser! I'm surprised he hasn't been shot yet. He better be careful he doesn't say the wrong thing to the wrong person...

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