Nas netypicky vianocny den/ Not very typical Xmas day

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Rano sme sa vydali naspat do Cochabamba jedinym autobusom odchadzajucim z Torotoro o 6 rano. Cesta a okolie bolo krasne, ale vsetko sme videli vcera len v opacnom poradi a tak sme vacsinu cesty prespali. Najvacsim rozruchom bolo ked sa autobus pokazil a zastavil, ale soferovi sa nastastie podarilo opravit zavadu. V autobuse mi zacalo byt naozaj zle a to bol aj jeden z dovodom pre ktore sme sa rozhodi stravit tuto noc v Cochabambe a nepokracovat dalej. Po par hodinach spanku som sa citila ovela lepsie a tak sme vyrazili do mesta. V meste bolo strasne vela zobrakov, hlavne matky s malymi detmi. Niektorym sme dali drobne, ale natiahnutych ruk bolo ovela viac ako nasich drobnych. Mali sme so sebou flasku pepsi a v jednom momente sa maly chlapec na tu flasku zavesil a pozeral na nas strasne smutnymi ocami, tak sme mu ju nechali. Mali sme z toho smutny pocit, vidiet tolko malych deti na ulici. Mesto vobec nevyzeralo vianocne, obchody pootvarane ako obycajne, skoro ziadna vyzdoba, ludia vobec nevyzerali vo sviatocnej nalade a k tomu teplo a dusno. Boli sme za to aj radi pretoze 3 dni zatvorenych obchodov a nepremavajucich autobusov by nam velmi nepomohli. A tiez sme vobec nemali pocit ze su vianoce takze nam to ani nebolo luto, ze nemame take tie prave na ake sme zvyknuty.


In the morning we took that day only bus to Cochabamba from Torotoro at 6 am. The route and surroudings were nice, but we saw all this yesterday just in the opposite order, so we spend most of the time asleep. The biggest hiccup was when our bus got broken down, but fortunately our driver was able to fix it. In the bus I started to feel really sick and it was also one of the reasons why we decided not to continue and spend night in Cochabamba. After few hours of sleeping I felt much better and so we headed off to the town. There were many many homeless people there, especially mothers with little kids. We gave some change away, but there were too many stretched hands asking for cash. We had a bottle of pepsi with us and at one moment a little boy hanged himself around it and looked at us with really sad eyes so we left that bottle with him. We felt sad about seeing so many little kids living in the streets. The city didnt look at all christmassy, all the shops open as usual, almost no decoration, people not looking feastely at all plus really hot and sweaty. We were actually happy about that because days off, closed shops and no running buses wouldnt help us. And also we didnt have a reason to feel sad about not celebrating it in proper way.

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