I thought that our first bus trip in South America deserved a quick mention. These will quickly become routine I’m sure but it was the first time we’ve ever sat on a bus for 16 hours straight, with no stops at all. It was however, amazingly comfortable!! There were only three seats across and only 7 rows on the top floor (only about 4 rows underneath) with each seat being able to go totally flat. Ah bliss, particularly when compared to the 6 people across and about 40 rows that was squeezed onto Ethiopian buses. They also showed a couple of movies on the bus, we only watched one and it seemed an odd choice for a bus trip being an anti-travel movie. Two girls head to France and share a taxi with a guy who proceeds to kidnap them. Ex-government agent paranoid father who had never wanted his daughter to leave safe America for dangerous France immediately sets off to rescue them. It was an entertaining movie and once it was over gave us plenty of fodder for further conversations regarding the many and numerous holes in the plotline.
The belief that wherever you don’t live has to be dangerous was reinforced by a very nice guy we met who was having dinner with his mother. On hearing that we had travelled to Africa he started saying how much he would like to go there but that his mother was too frightened and wouldn’t let him go (he was our age, so not a child). He had spent 2 years in Brisbane studying and was currently travelling a bit before going back home to Columbia. His mother who was kept trying to shush us as we were telling him how safe Africa was and how much we loved it.
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