I am now officially fed up of buses. In Argentina they were a pleasure, I mean we even managed a total of 33hours on one trip. After over 2months of them, I think I´m bussed out. In fact I know I am.
And so, having finished our fantastic Inca trail hike, we set off to Arequipa. Leaving at 9am we´d been assured we would be arriving at 6.30pm. Ish.
We arrived 11hours late. It was horrible.
After we were on the road we were told that the road we were due to have been travelling on had been shut, closed by strikers complaining at water access. I only found this out when I went to ask why we seemed to be well and truly behind schedule. At that point I also discovered that we´d been lied to from the outset and our original projected arrival time was actually 9pm, so hey, suppose we were only 8hours late in reality. Mmmm. It still ensured that we had to do an overnight journey (our 9th) having only intended to be on for a few hours. Boy was I unimpressed. We were also fully aware of the fact that taxis in Arequipa aren´t necessarily the safest- so when we were told that we were due to get off at 3am… well I´m sure you can imagine.
At least, however, we weren´t in quite as bad a position as two friends of ours- Vicky and Vanessa ended up having to abandon bus, walk for 2 hours through the desert and hop on another bus on the far side. Now that does not sound fun at all!
And so it is that tomorrow we´re using a plane- off to Havana and a different travel experience, hurrah for the variation!
Chris
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