After the Galapagos, almost everyone flew back to Miami. (Two girls actually went on to Lima, where they met up with their parents to go camping around Machu Pichu). I decided I would roam around Ecuador for two weeks, whether I was by myself or not. That is how I found myself on a nine-hour bus ride from the largest city, Guayaquil, to the capital, Quito. I wanted to take the 4:15am bus, so I could sleep half the time.
On the web, it says the buses leave every hour, 15 minutes after the hour. When I called their office, they said the buses leave closer to 30 minutes after, and when I got the bus terminal, the ticket-agent said it was leaving at 4:45.
OK, so waiting 20 minutes on a bus with a tv and a bathroom is no big deal, right? And there were only 5 people on the bus, sweet! But no. 4:45 rolls around, no driver. 5:00 am, the driver gets on and then right back off. 5:15, a huge group of people get on (urgh). 5:20, one lady who was at the bus station at 4am starts making a fuss. 5:25, the bus driver starts getting dressed in his uniform. 5:30, we start to idle out. Turns out everyone who bought a ticket was told ¨the bus is leaving in 15 minutes,¨ no matter what time you bought the ticket. 5:40, the bus stops in a fricking intersection for another group of passengers. Complainer lady starts up again.
And yes, while there was a bathroom, it did not work. Everytime the bus stopped and the driver´s assistant yelled ¨5 minutes here,¨I grabbed my backpack, ran for a bathroom, paid my 25 cents and went as quick as I could.
Except for those two minor inconveniences, it I´m glad I took the bus instead of flew. For one, it was soooooooooo much cheaper. Two, the scenery in the mountains was simply beautiful. I didn´t get motion sickness, as people said I would, and I was able to sleep, as people said I wouldn´t. And despite leaving more than one hour later than planned, I was able to make my connecting bus to Mindo.
Friday, June 12, 2009
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