From BA to Salta

So right now I'm in the hall of a hotel in Salta, stealing the Wifi. Well I offered to pay something, but the manager refused. Was I supposed to insist, to force him to accept? Well I didn't, so he probably thinks that French people are cheap, but I spared a few pesos so it's all good!

You might wonder why I look like an old fart

Instead of taking the train from Buenos Aires to Salta, I took a bus. There are only 2 trains per week, and are so cheap that everybody (well... poor people actually) want to travel by train. Though it's not comfy and nice, I still wanted to experience it, but that will be for next time...

Hence: the bus. Night bus, to be more precise. 22 hours, from 4pm till 2pm. The bedsore process has started already! No pictures, sorry.

It was quite ok, it's a bus where the seats are adjustable (almost up to a lying position)

This is NOT me, just some picture I found on internet (I forgot to take pictures). FYI my armpits are slightly less hairy.

I had my best friends forever with me: earplugs. Though it's not enough to cover the sound of the DVDs they played: some piece of crap with Vin Diesel, and then something like the Fantastic 4. Loud and in spanish: the best for you!

Food was ok, actually not really, now that I think about it. But for free, so hey, I'm not going to complain.

All of these are made in Argentina and taste accordingly.

We had an escalope milanaise-wannabe (among other things), so I kindly offered it to my neighbour, who looked at me as if I was God himself. After that he was suddenly very kind to me and helped me with my seatbelt which was stucked. Moral of the story: being vegetarian saves lifes!

Other thing: it was 25°C in BA, but inside the bus, 17°. They like air conditioning here. I blessed the inventor of socks (to which I dedicate this article)! But then they distributed blankets, so I thanked the inventor of blankets. And then I wondered, for one tiny second, wouldn't it be more simple to turn off the air con? But, I thought, perhaps the lobbies of air con, socks and blankets are very powerful and influent around here. So I didn't complain and fell asleep like a piglet, after carefully hiding my belongings in different parts of my body (still no pictures).

Now I'm just waiting for my other Couchsurfer, but I'm not as tired as before. 

Fresh start for the old fart

By the way: it's raining like hell around here!