Worst Bus Ride....EVER

I woke up on Monday morning with blinding stomach pain. I hobbled into the bathroom and attempted a shower. Montezuma has finally come for me. Luckily, I was able to sleep for four more hours and I felt a ton better. Unfortunately, I was also trying to get to my ultimate destination of Huancayo that day and I had booked a bus ride for Monday night. I rested for most of the day and then I took a taxi to the bus station.

The taxi station was hustling with gringos and Peruvians alike, all trying to get to their destination. Seemed like most Gringos were going to Huaraz. Glad I´m not headed there. I was pretty tired at this point, but I had to stay on alert. It´s always nerve-wracking when you´re carrying everything you need to survive in a country with you. I also had my brand-new, spiffy bike just asking to be stolen. So I sat there in the bus station until the absolute last second when I didn´t realize my bus was bording and I had to basically throw my bike and all my crap at the attendents so they could get it on. I thought that was it for sure, that I would never see my bike again.

I found my seat next to a very plump Peruvian woman who almost overflowed the armrest into my seat. I settled in and promptly fell asleep. I woke up to alarm bells ringing in my head. Oh crap, he´s back. Montezuma wanted to go another round. I quickly rushed to the bathroom only to find it occupied. I stood there hopping from foot to foot and squeezing hard. It seemed like an eternity before the person came out. Ahh, relief. But, oh no. He wasn´t done. My immune system has decided to mount an attack against Montezuma. Montezuma didn´t like that very much and I proceeded to go through six hours of chills and fevers as the two factions warred inside my body. No matter what I did, I couldn´t fall back asleep. It was quite possibly the longest six hours of my life. I´m going to mountain bike back to Lima.

There is another part of the story that is even worse, but it´s not appropriate for the little eyes of my cousin´s fifth grade class who might actually be reading this. E-mail me if you want to hear the rest of the story.

I did finally make it to Huancayo and proceeded to sleep for the rest of the day. I love the city though. I´ll make another entry about Huancayo soon. Lecciones de Castillano start tommorrow. Hasta Luego