It was really pretty and of course I put my feet in the water. Kinda chilly.
And then it was time to get back to the hostel. While waiting for the bus we went to the 7 Eleven and I found this dusty little package. I do not like the ice c ream ones. The little pop rocks they put in it to give that cooling effect are not...good... I gave the rest to Pia.
Getting back was dreadful. Pia found it fun, but I tend to stress far too much. My phone was dying and I needed the map to navigate. First, the bus driver told us to get on a different bus cause he thought we were going to a different bus terminal. Turns out he just misunderstood which station so we waited for the next bus. I got it right that time. But this driver was...crazy... He was driving like the bus was timed to explode in 50 minutes and he had to go go go. Turns out that the bus before, the one we almost got on, broke down and he had to pick up all the passengers. Still, he was crazy after that, yelling and swearing with a really strange smile...
What's worse is that the bus we had to take from the terminal to the hostel had no bus station where it was supposed to be. We ended up watching the bus pull into a gas station and we booked it on over to talk to the bus driver who let us on in the end.
It was...difficult. But we got back, bought a pizza, and headed towards the hostel.
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