I think I am turning into my Dad (yes you Dad). Today I rode the omnibus or bus for fun. Well not really for fun but I didnt get anything accomplished so it turned into fun. Today I took the N2 line all the way to the end of the route and then paid again to take it back. One giant circle through Cordoba. Why you might ask??
Remember that I forgot to get my visa stuff figured out here. I was trying to go downtown to get a piece of paper I need to get my Visa. I knew where I needed to get off and the general area I was going. Knowing my luck, there was a protest today so all the roads were blocked off. A BUS DETOUR!! Of course I didnt know that at the time. There was no transit supervisor to tell me in broken spanish.... ¨No autobus aqui." Dad, I feel for those poor guys in Minneapolis that get mad when you say no bus here. Because today, I had no idea what to do. Next thing I knew, I was no longer in downtown, so I sat back and enjoyed my tour of Cordoba. At the end of the line, the bus driver told me I had to get off. I told him I wanted to stay on, so I gave him another cospeles (the token to ride) and continued my ride. My destination: Right where I started.
Moral of the story: I got frustrated and lost in Cordoba today. I made it back alive BUT, tomorrow I have to try again because I really need to get this piece of paper in order to get my Visa. I enjoyed my bus ride though ( ALL TWO HOURS). Dad, I hope your proud. The rest of you; I hope you can laugh with me.
Dad, I just wish I would have heard you saying "no autobus aqui" today. I would have understood you.
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