Long bustravel to San Miguel de Tucuman

Hola Amigos,

ciao Buenos Aires, welcome to San Miguel de Tucuman. Yesterday i had a very nervous time on the bus terminal. I knew, that this aera is very dangerous. I arrived 90 minutes before the bus starts anywere from gate 26 or 35. It was raining, everything was wet and it was very crowded.
Many pairs of brown eyes looked at me, i felt a little unsafe. The organisation was the same shit like in colonia de sacramento, i didn`t know where i have to go. After half an hour i decided to go to the deposit and ask for the luggage. The man said i should move the front tire and look for a bag or something else in the end of the floor. haha. 5 minutes later, nothing happend with the cratoni i asked a little confuised what now. There was another man looked like an indianpeople, he said to me, give me the bike and the bags, everything for the travel. Ok, with an badfeeling i did it. A german couple spoke to me, Karen and Uli from Berlin, they also cycle for one year around south america and yesterday when they arrived Buenos Aires, they had an horrible experience, someone had stolen one bag with personal things, no money, nothing valuable, only personal things which had an individual important value for them. Bad, sad thing.

We changed a few of interessting informations about good places in the aera where i will travel in the next weeks and than i walked to the gate to look for my stuff. But i couldn`t see anything. Nervous i walked up and down. I asked one man who looked importend. I unterstood nothing.
With 50 minutes delay the bus arrvied and when i looked inside, all my bags and the bike was there. puh. than starts the travel. it was a long boring trip, 18 or 19 hours. When i saw the flat area outside and the small highway, i was happy for choose the bus to go to the north. But suitable sitting was not possible my shoulder hurts, i always looked on the watch,every hour... when we arrived San Miguel de Tucuman it rained. My bike had an defect on the tire and it was flat, i was angry. I walked 30 minutes to the backpacker hostel took an private room and slept for 5 hours. Afterwards i was locked. The door was closed and i couldn`t open the f****** door from inside. i tried it with a tool and than i climbed outside throu the window. From the other side i could open. CRAZY. Well, i repaired the bike and now i will go in the citycenter to buy some things. I hope tomorrow i feel better without headache and pain on the shoulders.

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