Last update the Domingo, 01 of November of 2009 17:04 Written by Charly Monday, 26 of January of 2009 22:48
The idea of post is not to do the competition to him to the 72 hours of Guillem but in my 4 days of trip (Ja! It bites the dust! ;) jeje) passed some anecdotes to me that desired to tell to me.

The case is that it found me in Rurrenbaque, to 20h of La Paz on the one hand and to tiemo indefinite of the border with Brazil by another one… It had two options or to return to La Paz with Cez and to make exactly the same route there that Guillem or to prove it by the part of, shorter as far as distances but above also more uncertain as far as highways… Finally not to repeat passage and trusting my innate luck I chose by second. It was that it was a success okay I found out that the highway that used Guillem between La Paz and Sta Cross was cut in seven points because of landslides… Good, the first stage of the trip was in principle short, 5h, watching the map was ridiculous what advanced but needed to arrive at San Borja since from the fleets left there towards Trinidad…
Estimated time of arrival: 22h
Real hour of passage aim: 01h…
It rained to pitchers and the highways when not having nor burdens become true sliding soap tracks… A drama… He was exasperating little that we advanced. The sour cherry went that before arriving at the inn, where the conductor stopped itself to spend the night to leave us in the bus station on the following day, fuímos to leave to one lady whom necesitba we left that it in house because it went very loaded… The case is that it lived in a quite enlodada street and the conductor already said to him that he that way did not risk… But in the end it convinced to the woman and it went to leave it we helped, it with the packages that weighed a dead and when it and was well clentita in house furgo after meters puts the wheel in a hole… There was no way to remove it from there. Those that lived in San Borja piraron, the conductor left furgo with the suitcases of all there same leaving the subject for the following day and when I considered that to do, a woman that remained to sleep with another family in furgo because neither it wanted to go out with the weather nor knew where to go she decided by me: The boy remains with us not to leave us here single at night and to protect to us… Then we were grasped if I had to be the protector… So nothing, the first night of I passed it to the trip in Van with two women and two children trying to conciliate the dream in too hard sidewalks…


On the following day he continued raining, he arrived the conductor, I tried to help to remove furgo to him, but the uncle did not do nor P. to me .o case and retired the wood tables that put underneath the wheels it sank and it more and more. So I took hold my things and I was myself by my account. Following shutdown: Aerodrome. Sight as it rained, had commented to me that could be that the bus did not leave or took not written (sometimes 3 days in a passage took that in dry becomes in 6 hours…) then the wagon one was worse in the section than it came next… So I said that he was better to apoquinar a little, to take hold the small plane, to enjoy the views and to arrive in one hour…

Failure: By bad weather one did not fly… To the station of bus to prove luck! Finally, yes that divides the buses, in the majority of the passage it has not rained, Uuuuuuuuuueeee! I already was myself calm in a bus recovering little that had slept and taking at the most 8 hours… Iluso…
Finally it was that the first bus had filled and the second was spoiled so they brought the emergencia transport: Errr Truck!

So they were 12 hours in the part of back of a truck seated in a wood bar…

I believe that they left calluses to me in the buttock. In addition in case the passage did not have sufficient incentives already this one crossed many zones of pantanales and several rivers upon a species of rafts were crossed. And therefore we had the luck to receive the visit hungry of the cousins of the mosquitos of Rurre. If no longer it came from here…


Finally, without back sensitivity I arrived at Trinidad but, without time to rest, after one hour it left for Santa Cruz in another passage nocturne 10h. There raised in a bus and asphalt road, I fell finally tired and I slept like in a luxury suite.
From the passage he was the same there that the one of Guillem, so I will not give plus the tin with my complaints jeje you. What had of positive? Since in the passage by Bolivia I was three days without seeing a single foreigner, knowing people without stopping, talking and laughing me of the misfortunes with the people of allà that traveled with me who unfortunately is more than costumbrada to this.

In addition I had the luck to know in the border from Brazil a very smart French boy who now lives in Recife and that surely will welcome to us by carnivals. And now the final anecdote and I leave you peacefully. In the border also I knew a Peruvian boy funniest than it traveled selling crafts, the truth had that it well mounted. The man rises the same bus that I and feel like to aldo a Brazilian girl to him. Total that iendo to the washbasin I see him that it is “happening well” with the girl. And in a shutdown me the encounter only explains and me that it was speaking with her and the girl jumps to him suddenly to the neck while says “to Bem vindo to him nonBrazil”, I adore east country that he says to me…

k cabrón! Altar entenc pq. member state deies that m'hi havia to d'estar three setmanes, jeje.
apa abraçada!