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Mar 01, 2006
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Sierra de la Ventana,
Argentina
Thursday, February 22, 2007
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In the morning I woke up with the landlady banging on my door, as she wanted me to get out of the room. Nice, thanks. I packed quickly, dropped my bags in Waba's room, and we went for a cofee.
There we met a quebec girl who was also staying at the pension.
After a couple of coffees and croissants, an hour interneting, a hamburguesa ( just bread and meat in fact), it was time to go back to the pension to take a shower, and head off to my bus.
I was already dreaming of the comfy seats I had had on the way to Sierra Ventana, but the bus which showed up was different and also really small.
I was disapoined. But that was nothing.
I went to the guy in charge, he asked for my ticket, I asked if I could buy one.... No muchacho, no hay lugar... the bus was full!!!! argh!
No way to get in, it was full, they would not let me sit anywhere, even though I had to go to Bahia Blanca cause I had already bought the next ticket.
Once the bus was gone, the guy helped me to try call and change my ticket for the evening. But after 2pm, everybody is eating and then siesting till at least 4pm. The only other bus was at 7 in the evening, and that was too late, with 2 hours drive, to catch my 7.43 bus to Puerto Madryn. And a taxi would have cost me over a hundred pesos. Damn.
So I went around asking what was my best hitchhiking bet, followed the advice I was given.
The first lift took me to ruta 51, half an hour away. From there a truck took me for the remaining 80 km or so.
The truck dropped me on the periphery of Bahia Blanca: a loop that circles around the city, but some 10 km away from it.
I started hitching, and nobody would take me for the last 10 km. You know how it is: those who have an excuse wave at you like "I'm turning at the next crossing" or "I'm not going far" or "We are full, see?". But if they had not have that excuse, would they have stopped to take me? I would say no, from the other drivers who did not have an excuse and pretended they had not seen me. Well, we drivers have all done that one day or another, no? But itīs a pain when ou are the one hitching.
Finally I walked 2km and found a collectivo (city bus), that took me into town. From there I took another one to the terminal de omnibus. My bus was 2h30 late, so I could have taken the evening bus, but that I could not have known, of course.
Absolutely not related: I walked into a panaderia (boulangerie patisserie) and bought a thing, that is like a croissant, with iced-sugar on it, an dulce de leche inside... it is as good as with nutella!
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