 | The voyage ended finally. I packed my stuffed at around eight o'clock and hurried to the bus-terminal. I had little time left and was afraid that I would miss it and that I had to take the next one.
After getting up early I took a local car to get back to the center from where I took a coach to the long awaited city of San Cristobal de Las Casas. I have heard so much about this distant place.
We paid for the taxi and waited thirty minutes for the driver to arrive. Again, Argentina reminded me of Italy. We drove into town and were looking for a place. The town made a great first impression. |
