leb und lass leben

~live and let live~

Bus Journeys in the Lower Americas September 27, 2009

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After completing an 80 hour bus extravaganza over 5 days, I thought it appropriate to dedicate an entry to the Central and South American bus system.  From Peru to Honduras, you can take a bus absolutely anywhere you want to go.  It´s also the most common mode of transport for locals and foreigners alike.

Overland touring comes in all shapes and sizes, colors, and often malfunctions.  It makes traveling all the more edgy.  Central America sports the yellow school bus, or ¨chicken bus¨ as most refer to it.  Luckily, most Central American journeys are 6 hours or less.  South America lends itself to much longer trips.  However, most buses are pretty impressive and have seats with adequate leg room, good reclining properties, and en suite toilets.  Some even meals and full beds!  Despite these commodities, a long bus ride is exactly that…long.

One major discrepancy from buses I´ve riden at home is the entertainment.  While an early evening movie (even if it´s in spanish, which is still challenging to follow) is appropriate, a 3am movie or latino music video marathon at an unreasonable volume, are not.

¨Latin American Time¨

98% of buses pull away from the gates at the exact departure time.  Brilliant!  However, arrivals vary anywhere from 2 hours early to 5 hours late.

Early Arrivals

Early arrivals are usually due to unruly operators, typically driving buses at hazardous speeds, often on winding mountain roads, while passing on blind turns.  My last 24 hour bus from Lima to Cusco was clipped by another bus coming around a corner, shattering all the windows on the left side of the bus!  Aside from scaring the sh*t out of half the passengers (mainly the sound of the breaking glass) and the haphazard plywood repair on the road side which made the remainder of the ride VERY chilly, the incident was minor and of little consequence.

Late Arrivals

One of several things can happen and these are typically not traffic related.  The ´direct bus´is notorious for making 15 to 20 stops – picking up passengers on the road side, police stops which sometimes include everyone getting off the bus, maybe searched and maybe not, drug sniffing dogs, and men with large semi-automatic weapons.  They have designated stops where vendors push all kinds of fried snack, sweet, or new herbal remedy, or 30 minute middle of the night stops at isolated rest stops where you can enjoy a menu al día and toilet (if the en suite toilet is absent).

The ¨en suite toilet¨

These are reserved for urinating only (and typically only for the damas).  Take your additional business elsewhere.  What confuses me are the on-board vomiters.  For children, vomiting is usually unexpected.  Ok.  But the motion-sick adult?  My Cali, Colombia to Quito, Ecuador trip was foul.  The vomiters were directly in front AND behind me, and the vomiting lasted for 5 hours throughout the night.  The next leg to Peru proved worse as my seat mate vomited on herself, the floor, in my shoe, on my backpack, and promptly went back to sleep.  Take it to the en suite toilet!  (or at least use a bag…)

The Night Bus

It´s truly the best option.  It saves a night´s accommodation and you can sleep through the majority of it (aside from the aforementioned annoyances…frequent stops, local entertainment, vomiters, etc.)  Some warn of the additional nighttime dangers including theft, bus raids, and sleepy drivers, but as long as you keep your backpack close and your wit sharp, your typically okay.  The rest is out of our hands.

The bus experience is not to be missed (and hard to avoid).  It adds a special dynamic to travel and makes for some great storytelling.  With that said, glad the marathon trip has come to pass, happy to be stationary for the time being, and am now enjoying the mountain view from the comfort of a hammock.  Signing off…

-And for all of you others who´ve had similar stories or find bits that I´ve neglected…please share!

 

A Central American Adventure Ends September 19, 2009

Filed under: 1 — abbeylou15 @ 5:58 pm

A two month overland excursion, or should I say diversion, took me as far as Honduras, Central America.  And with it – a pile of amazing stories, awe inspiring sights (some rather frightening!), and goodbyes that still leave me teary.  Following are some of my Central American Bests/Worsts/Craziests/Notables…

PANAMA

Most: American Retirees (complete with orthopedic shoes and fanny packs) and food chains; oh, and RAIN!

Best: School Buses - Panama wins the creativity/most artistic school bus award!

Meanest: Coral (I destroyed the top of my foot on a reef!  Pretty snorkel though…)

And the Panama Canal!

COSTA RICA

Most: expensive! (only a 4 day stay…)

Worst: view of a volcano (weather strikes again)

Notables: Xtreme canopy ziplining! Complete with Tarzan swing!

NICARAGUA

Best: Activities!  Cock fighting in Leon (a must see Sunday afternoon activity); tobogganing down Volcano Cerro Negro at 45km/h, and the Bull Run stands alone (see previous blog); and I almost forgot the rum!

Worst: Men (beware of Matagalpa…gross); Journey (8 hour boat ride to the Corn Islands.  Seating: 1 sq. foot of rice sack, stuck between nasty foul mouthed Nicaraguan women, 12 pigs, 1 bull, various bits of cargo, animal waste, and vomit…AFTER, a night’s accommodation in a brothel.)

Cheapest: Mango! 5 cordobas for 3! 25 cents!

Notables: Snorkeling with nurse sharks and eagle rays on the Corn Islands (worth the horrible journey); Surfing in San Juan del Sur!

 

HONDURAS

Most: Friendly, sand fly bites (they´re sneaky and ruthless!)

Best: Beach Party! (Flor de Cana, the infamous Nicaraguan rum, and cervezas while laying in the crystal blue mar – what´s better?)

First: Coup (With President Zelaya wandering around Nicaragua looking for a bus back home, political tension was higher than normal.  Missed most of the rioting, protests, and the curfew fortunately!)

Notables: World Cup Qualifier between Honduras and Trinidad!  Go Honduras!; After a minor anxiety attack under water, I learned how to dive! (and saw a moray eel and barracuda which frightened me a little.); the Copan Ruins (a lot of old stone, but beautiful.)

A final best: the company.  The stories, whether amazing or uncomfortable, scary or stunning, are always best when shared.  I owe much of my experiences to the free-spirited, generous and warm hearted people who I´ve had beside me.

And now…back to South America.  More countries to see, more bests and worsts to be had.  Until the next update…xxx.

I said in my heart, “I am sick of four walls and a ceiling.  I have a need of the sky.  I have business with the grass.” -Richard Hovey




 

 
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