Trying to Avoid the Sun

Trip Start Sep 05, 2005
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Tuesday, July 18, 2006

As Puerto Escondido is in the middle of nowhere most of the bus journeys take an obscene amount of time. Thus, every single bus out of town leaves after 5pm and travels all night. Our bus didn't leave until 6:45pm so we had all day to kill. Killing time for me generally means sitting on a computer, updating my diary/pictures and catching up on world events. So that was my main concern for about 3-4 hours.

All the tacos were starting to reap their revenge so I decided to dine on more familiar food today and a chicken baguette seemed like the best option. More expensive than local food but necessary sometimes!

It was so hot and humid today that I couldn't even brave the beach. Ended up swinging in a hammock next to a fan waiting until it was time to make a move. One benefit of being in a cheaper part of the world again is the dirt cheap laundry. Being able to throw all your dirty clothes to someone else and getting them back a few hours later washed, ironed and packed for less than $5 is perfect. It was also very necessary!

Come 5:30 the hostel was a buzz with people frantically rushing around getting ready for the bus when it started to rain. Not a shower but torrential, biblical proportions! It was still so humid that I downed a beer in 10 seconds before pilling into a taxi. One for the road!

At the bus station it was raining heavier still but we had no choice but to get out the cab. In the 15 seconds it took from passenger seat, boot to bus station I was soaked through! It was raining so heavily that I threw my backpack (which weighs about 19kg) out of the boot and onto my shoulder as if it weighed 2kg. I was a drowned rat and had no choice but to sit in cold, wet clothes all night on the bus.

The bus finally turned up and we set off towards San Cristobal de las Casas. Didn't get very far though before grinding to a halt. The road had been washed away by the rain and a car was stuck in the mud. We remained in the same place, outside a strip club called "The Crazy Cow" for an hour before finally getting underway again.

There wasn't a single Mexican on the bus for the first time and it was packed with Europeans. First night bus in ages and I had forgotten how torturous they were!
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