I thought that I´d never have a more uncomfortable bus ride than the three day jaunt from Montreal to Vancouver. Was I ever wrong! Try going through the Andes on gravel winding roads in over packed buses. Try having your bus nearly go off a cliff many, many times. Try having truck tires incinerated off the wheel, without the bus stopping what-so-ever! Try having to rebuild parts of a road with mountain rocks to avoid most certain death!
This is not an over dramatization - this is the truth. Despite not being of luxurious this was certainly the most memorable bus trips, and adventure or an adrenaline rush even. Never before was I actually able to calculate my chance of death (or at least major injury) on a particular trip. My napkin math put my chances of death at about 1 in 450 over the 35 hours, which isn’t that bad. We entertained ourselves with other fun games such as "calculate the best place to be when the bus launches over the cliff" or "is a fall off this cliff fatal, yes or no?". Aaron got the special privilege of carrying a baby goat on our trip over night, which he had the privilege of naming "Ernesto".
There is so much more I could say but I´ll leave that to Aaron´s dramatization of the events. Now we’re off from the town of Cusco for a four day trek down the Salcantay trail up to the final destination: Machu Picchu.
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Hey Rick, After reading this
Hey Rick,
After reading this post I have been told (mainly by my mother) that I am supposed to be worried about your state of health! Apparently my boyfriend likes to face the possibilty of death. I do miss you, but I have to say I'm not really too worried, maybe I'm in denial, but I somehow have myself convinced that you can't and won't die and that you are really just skipping through a beautiful field of long dried grass with lots of goats strewn about and the odd buss driving in between. Have I gone crazy? Perhaps. No really, what I want to say is enjoy the adventure and God save you! Love you and talk to you later,
La'n
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