We spent friday just strolling around Posadas, this was when we realised the shops here open from 8-12 then 4-8, so they get a four hour lunch break! Wich was crap for us because we wanted to buy some clothes and fruit, and would explain why the pub we where at the other night only started to fill up at two oclock. When the time arrived for us to head to the bus stop, we said bye to Chris and caught a taxi well before the 6.30 departure time, i think we got there at 5.30.
we waited.. and waited.. and waited.. and waited..
and then when a bus to Buenos Aires pulled up at 7 we were like Yaay! however, we were quickly informed that we MISSED THE BUSS! (oh noes!!) and were taken to the office of the company that we booked at, and they frantically tried to organise another ticket for us. We had to pay a fee and the difference between ticket prices but were informed that we would be able to leave tonight, but one of the workers would have to drive us out of town to meet the bus.
So we hopped in his nice little Voltswagon (which everyone seems to drive here) and he DROVE US LIKE A FREAKEN MANIAC about 20 minutes out of town. At one stage we where overtaking a car, which was being overtaken, on double white lines around a corner, with not seatbelts! AHHH! (i have footage of the crazy south american drivers to come). The best part of all of it, was the fact that he had ace of base blaring the whole time (i saw the sign... it opened up my eyes.. la la laaah). When we arrived at the destination (alive thank god), and the bus turned up, they threw deeves stuff onto the bus and he got on. then they took off... without us! Turns out we had seperate busses (ohh nooo!). It all worked out in the long run, and we even got 2 meals on the bus and the seats basically turned into beds. Despite the two babies and chorus of snoring old people we actually got a fairly good sleep before we arrived in Buenos Aires.
