Hello everyone!
My last blog entry from Santa Cruz seemed like it was written lightyears ago. Mainly because of the things that have happened since then..until now.
Pretty much right after I posted the last blog, I was off to get ready for a little excursion to Vallagrande and then La Higuera, where the Ernesto "El Che" Guevara festival was being held.
By 8 oclock on the morning of the 5th, I was heading towards the bus station with some new friends (Son, my Korean friend, Ken, my new Japanese friend, Nathan, my new American friend and Erika, my new Brazilian friend).
We arrived at the bus station around 8:30, the bus was ALREADY full, our options were to either sit in the isle for 6 hours or wait for the next bus, or try to arrange a taxi.
Because there were 5 of us, it was a little hard to reach an agreement on our transportation. Son, Ken and myself pretty much were indifferent about how we will get there. We just wanted to get there.
We gathered together and discussed how we would get there, listed and compared our options...just as we finally
Full Text Entry: A series of bad decisions and incidents.....