buses and valium!

anymore and i`ll turn into one.
My long voyage to meet my group again across the otherside of the southern american plains and i am still on this long and trecorous voyage... i was told it was 30 hours but theres one thing you never do.. believe a brazillian first off.. i have just learnt that the long and painful way.

So i set off from the beautiful islands where the sun started to shine and surfers played with their waves and headed for the main land on friday night. I took a night bus saw my ankles swell with pride and crossed the brazillian border into Argentina yesterday. And what a contrast they are to the brazillians. I have taken a slight dislike to them immediately.. and i shouldnt as i know its my warped no sleep mind that is causing this! they dont smile as much thats for sure!

My lack of the language doesnt help, even though i had my lessons it went in one ear and out the other! So i waste a day in Iguazu on the argentinian side and catch anoter night bus last night to this place in argentina called Resistencia. I was told by the lovely brazillian lady at the argentinian bus depot that instead of getting the direct bus to my location that was 28 hours long i should get this one to Resistencia and change to salta as it would be far quicker as they have many buses a day.. at what point did i not question this i donno.. maybe i could see the light at the end of the tunnel... so off i trot.

On my 2nd night bus, alot nicer.. down i pop a valium and hey presto i sleep the entire journey, feet arent swollen, i am in great spirits. Arrive in the arse end of nowhere this morning at 7am, cold as... lots of staring as you can imagine as i am dressed like i just stepped off a carribean cruise.. so yeah.. i get to the ticket office and shit i´m fucked.. i cant say anything...

I scurry through some pigeon spanish and ask for a ticket to salta.. not till 6.30 tonight.. fuck! wicked.. so with my knowledge of the brazillians i go ask someone else.. they say the same.. and again and again.. fuck!

So heres to another day wasting the hours away dreaming of the night bus i am about to encounter tonight and what standard it will up to. I woke last night with a meal next to me which i thought was pretty nice, even though i didnt eat it.. the old valium and the fact it was 3am made me lose my appetite.

Apparently this town has 300 sculptures in it so i guess thats enough said about how busy i can be today searching for them... it may not be so bad after all.

i just got an email from my tour guide who says i started a trend and 4 group members have left followinhg my trend.. oops.. but the good thing is its all the idiots.. good one emm.. so i can rejoin minus them!