Na ceste/ On the road

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Dnesni den zacal opet brzy. Uz o 5 jsme byli vzhuru, abychom stihli bus, ktery mel jet o 6/podle mistnich/, ale nakonec dosel az v 7. Cesta nas vedla z Tinga do Cajamarcy a podle pruvodce to mela byt skutecna natrasacka prdeli... zadny asfalt, jen ujezdena zemina, misto tak pro jedno auto a pod vami sraz tak 300 metru. Docela zazitek jako z filmu, kdy se uz vidite na dne kanonu. Nezbyva vam jen se modlit - pokud verite nebo verit, ze ridic cestu zna. Okolni scenerie peruanskych And byly neuveritelne a nakonec jsme byli radi, ze jsme tuhle cestu jeli, i kdyz po 11 hodinach toho mate vic nez dost. Po ceste se stavelo na snidani, na obed, pro nas neobvykle, pro mistni normalni. Dalsi zvlastni veci bylo rozdavani pruhlednych plastovych pytliku cestujicim-nejdrive jsme si mysleli, ze ridic je clenem Deti zeme a chce, aby odpadky skoncily zde lepe nez na silnici, ale pozdeji nam to doslo. Byly to blici pytliky...A mistni je vyuzivali hojne, asi nejsou zvykly jezdit busem - slo o malo frekventovanou cestu a tradicni horalove toho moc nenacestuji, takze se blilo a blilo. Jen ten oder je vrazedny. A kdepak ty pytliky skoncily??Jo, spravne, letely z okna...Z Cajamarcy nam jel o 10 bus do Trujilla, takze jsme meli cas jen na veceri. Ochutnali jsme zdejsi oblibeny napoj /jakasi odpoved americke kokakole- vyrobce je ale stejny/- Inca Kola a pomalu jsme na nej zavisli - mnam.

Today started very early again. We got up at 5 to make sure we catch the bus that was scheduled at 6 /locals told us/, but did turn up at 7. The voyage led from Tingo to Cajamarca and accordinding to our Lonely planet guide should be a real bum ride...no tarmac, just soil, space just for one car and below us a massive 300metres drop. Quite something like in the movies when you see yourself on the bed of the canyon. You can pray - if u r believer or hope that the driver knows the road well enough to get you safely to Cajamarca. Surronuding sceneries of peruvian Andes were incredible and in the end we were happy to do this side trip, even though u have enough after 11 hours on the bus. On the way we stopped for breakfast, for dinner, quite unusual 4 us, normal 4 locals. Another interesting thing was giving away transparent plastic bags to passengers - firstly we thought that the driver was a member of Children of Earth, just making sure all rubbish not end up on the roads but later it clicked. Those were puking bags...and locals used them a lot, they are not used to trevel so much, especially the people from highlands so the were sick a lot. Just that smell kills you. And where these bags ended up?? yes, u r right, out of the window on the road... From Cajamarca we took a bus to Trujillo at 10 p.m, so we had enough time for dinner. We also tasted local favourite drink /response to american coke but the manufacturer is the same/ Inca Kola and getting hooked on it - yammy.

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