Wednesday 29 January 2014

Heading Down

Last time we caught a bus, we discovered the locals get their early to grab a seat. So, we did too! We collected bus tickets and mandatory doughnuts before we both climbed aboard. And waited, and waited... The bus filled up about half an hour before it was due to leave, so we were glad we arrived very early!

We left the bus station on time but reached the opposite end of town half an hour later. The town only consisted of a few streets but the driver kept stopping to collect passengers. The journey down was just as tranquil as the way up as it passed through the famous national park. 2 hours later, we arrived at our destination. Our next job to try to leave as quickly as we could to visit another town.

The bus stop we needed was 11km out of town so we bought out ticket through a travel agent and they would transfer us to the bus station. The bus left in 2 hours, so we had time for lunch and time to visit the market for snacks for the journey.

On our return to the travel agent, they told us the local bus had broken down, so we would need to pay extra to take a VIP bus. Not knowing if this was one of the usual scams or the truth we stood our ground. After only a few minutes we were taken to the bus station, where a VIP bus was waiting... We will never know if they were telling the truth but possibly. We spent the next 6 hours on VIP sleeper seats.

The bus journey went quite quickly. Only one screaming child and one man being sick. All the chickens behaved admirably, locked in the luggage compartment below! We arrived in a 'transport' town at a junction. There were many restaurants but that seemed to be it. Maybe the light of tomorrow morning will reveal more.

We ate, found a hotel, which wasn't too tricky as there was only one. Tomorrow, we move on ...