Oaxaca had been a very nice place to spend a bit of time in, but it was time to make like Kurt Cobain and head off, so we strode off into the day to find the bus station. As it happened, the bus station was further than we anticipated, so, bit by bit, strode became walk became trudge. In any event, there was no hurry, as this was to be the first of the night buses we caught. Leaving at 8pm and arriving in San Cristobal de las Casas early the next morning it promised to be an...shall we say, interesting... journey. We'd had a big lunch, and took a punt that we might score at least a packet of chips on the bus, so we didn't bother with dinner. We were mistaken. No food forthcoming
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