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April 2 - El Paso (still)
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SUNDAY 2 APRIL - EL PASO. DAY 13
Halle-f***ing-lujah! Having had a troubled night worrying about my bag, I made an unoptimistic trip to the Greyhound Station. I waited in the queue for a while and when I was next in line, some Hispanic guy jumped in front of me. I gave him a serve and lost my temper a little. Imagine my surprise, no, shock, when the guy behind the counter nonchalantly and unapologetically appeared with my bag, plonked it on the counter and starting serving the next person. I cannot think that I had been so happy to see anything in a very long while. If I had more money I would go out and celebrate. It is difficult to explain the relief I felt, having what amounts to almost all my worldly possessions returned to me. I am still a bit upset with the time it took to find the bag, the 24-hour wait policy and an apparent unwillingness of anyone to go out of their way to help unless really pushed.
Anyway. I still didn't have any money so I spent most of the afternoon at the hostel trying to avoid Lewis. No such luck - every time I went downstairs he was there, waiting to inflict some painful conversation on me. I have discovered that the best solution is just to take the piss as much as I can without being too obvious. He seems amazed that I know anything at all about the US, such as where New York is, as if we are all ignorant idiots in the rest of the world. He asked if we had heard of Hiroshima in New Zealand. I pointed out that NZ did take an interest in WWII, and was actually involved in it long before the US.
One of the desk clerk guys, Antonio, came down and played some pool with me, welcome relief from Lewis. He was blatantly better than me but I'm not really that good. He was the least gracious winner I have ever seen though, pumping his fists and sledging me when I missed shots.
There is a great big German guy in my dorm now, with long straggly hair and the customary German moustache. He snores like a foghorn and in the middle of the night he shouted out something very loud and sudden, like "Achtung!" or "Schnell!"
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