Ok, imagine. Maracay, quite big and busy typical Venezuelan city. After a lazy afternoon at the college pool where our host works we were picked up by another local couchsurfer to go a la playa.
We waited for a good hour for a bus at the chaotic, no-rules-whatsoever bus terminal that was supposed to arrive at some point and take us to Puerto Colombia. We were lucky; hippie looking bus with a sign 'Regalame una noche' arrived. And then there was a ride..
Bus goes through Parque Nacional Henri Pittier; paved road goes up the hill (1830m)...one way road and the darkest darkness. Friday night; bus is full and there are people standing. We barely drove off from Maracay when people start drinking. Venezuelan rum I believe. From the bottles. "Música, compa!" - we heard from the back of the bus. And that's when the fun began. Aventura, Calle 13, Tego Calderon and some other famous Venezuelan reggaeton and salsa bands. That IS fun you would think. But wait for the rum to kick in their bloodstreams. The whole bus was singing along every song. Standing people were even dancing. Add to that a gorgeous view of night Maracay from the bus window and the winding curved road. Such a bus ride..
/January 13, 2012/
3 comments:
even a simple thing, like a bus ride, is special when we are traveling =) enjoy amiga
We want to see the pictures with you in them too otherwise we are going to forget how you look.
That sounds like a super fun bus ride! ...just wondering why it said Regalame Una Noche on the bus LOL
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