The transfer proves rather adventurous. The night before our departure, we try to arrange a cab for the next day but are told that this will have to wait till the morning. Apparently the only phone of the pension is a mobile phone, which has insufficient credit to make calls (The boy who usually brings the charge cards from the village has not shown up that day). The next morning, the phone is charged, but there is no network. So much for taking a taxi then, on to plan B, taking the bus. With our heavy backpacks on our backs, we start the 15 minute walk down to the main road (aka dirt track). As we're approaching the road, we already hear the bus announce its arrival by honking. It arrives 15 minutes early. We are lucky and just make it.
The bus takes us to Las Esquinas, where we need to connect to another bus. After a few minutes, a 4WD stops and two women from the bus stop get on. The driver asks us about our route and tries to explain that the bus will not be able to take us to the hotel and that we'd be better off riding with him (for 2 USD each). We decide to get on. We pick up a few more passengers on the way, including a police officer in uniform (Gaudi was worried for a second that this spelled trouble but the officer simply needed a ride to the next village).
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