Friday 15 April 2011

Did i just try to snugle a armed officer =S.


Well, the 22 hour bus ride to Campo Grande terns into 24 hours. yet again arriving in a town alien to me in the dark. The coach ride was alright, the coach was a sleeper one. legs forward, seat back, i slept. to begin with the coach was half empty but as it stopped at most towns on the way to Sao Paulo and then to Campo Grande it gradually filled up. i didn't realise that the police rode on the coaches at night time, fully armed up with shooters and all. one took the seat next to me. whilst i was asleep. i vaguely remember yawning and putting my arm all up in his face and then terning to try snuggle! yes i tried to snuggle a armed police officer. ops. still alive tho. didn't give me his nomber either. i took a few cool pictures of the countryside because that's all there was to see, country, was quite nice. well i say country, as we were leaving Rio ans Sao Paulo it was the slums. like seriously the GHETO i feard for my life. well not really the bus driver was going like 90 mph in a coach. yes he drove like a mad man and still the trip took 24 hours. anyways back to the ride. everyone along the road seems to be either broken down in there car, a mechanic, a farmer or selling some fruit. so as you can guess there was a lot of fields. one point to mention was the areas where they had cut down trees and it was like one large patch of read soil. but then there was places where they had attempted to replant the forest. it looked like a well trained army of trees. there was acres of forest that was regimently order you could have sprinted in a straight line for a few minuets, done a 45 degree tern then ran dead straight for another few minutes, it looked strange. had the urge to go running through the forest.
Campo Grande was not worth the trip. its small, full of shacks and run down. the hostel is on the street and from the front looks like a shop. luckily it has a food bar next door and on the other side a bus agent where i swiftly booked my bus ticket out of here. next stop is Corumba. yeah Bart a Simpson style quot. i Corumba.
I'm still a little sceptical about this hostel, on arrival they didn't have my name down for the room and looked at my hostel bookers reservation in confusion. The man behind the counter said he will give me a room, and only  charge me for a dorm, I'm happy with this as the rooms are sub standard. lets hope he sticks to his agreement. otherwise i shall be writing a letter! one good thing about this hostel is that it has a pool, might go for a little swim later, after a little excursion into Campo Grandee and sun it up reading a nice book by the pool. this is all Campo Grandee has to offer me.

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