Thursday, 18 September 2014
Chile is 11 hours behind Malaysia time. The bus stopped in Calama at about 6 am, and we had to disembark together with all our luggage and wait for the next bus from Calama to San Pedro. It was really cold but there was no choice. The next bus to San Pedro was the very same bus that I was on from Arica to Calama, so I had to load my luggage onto the same bus again. Talk about being disorganised! I mean, should they not know which passengers are travelling on to San Pedro and just allow us to stay in the bus, out of the cold? Instead of unloading and loading my 20 kg luggage out of and onto the same bus?? I really don't understand.
I reached San Pedro at about 9.30 am. A man at the bus station asked if I wanted a taxi and I asked him to take me to the main plaza. Later I found out that there are no taxis in San Pedro, you either walk or rent a bicycle, and the man who sent me to the main plaza was just making money ferrying people around, he wasn't a real taxi driver. I went to the first hostel I saw and asked if they had rooms, and they did but it was really expensive so I asked the man there if he knew of any cheaper hostels, and he pointed me in a few directions. I had breakfast at his hostel because I was starving, and I asked him if I could leave my luggage there temporarily while looking for a hostel and luckily he was kind enough to allow me to do so.
It was while I was having my breakfast that I realised that I had left my camera on the bus. From Calama to San Pedro, the scenery was beautiful, the sun rising over the desert sand dunes and wind mills in the horizon. So I took a few photos, and I must have forgotten to put the camera back into my bag, and I fell asleep because throughout the night there were 10,000 stops to check this and that so I didn't have enough sleep. And then when we reached San Pedro I must have forgotten that my camera was not in my bag. I had a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach, losing my camera was not the problem, but the pictures! My beautiful pictures of Ecuador and Peru! Blue footed boobies, frigate birds, sea lions, the Nasca lines, Machu Picchu etc! Oh my God! I wanted to cry but that had to wait, I had to do something about this first.
Chile is 11 hours behind Malaysia time. The bus stopped in Calama at about 6 am, and we had to disembark together with all our luggage and wait for the next bus from Calama to San Pedro. It was really cold but there was no choice. The next bus to San Pedro was the very same bus that I was on from Arica to Calama, so I had to load my luggage onto the same bus again. Talk about being disorganised! I mean, should they not know which passengers are travelling on to San Pedro and just allow us to stay in the bus, out of the cold? Instead of unloading and loading my 20 kg luggage out of and onto the same bus?? I really don't understand.
I reached San Pedro at about 9.30 am. A man at the bus station asked if I wanted a taxi and I asked him to take me to the main plaza. Later I found out that there are no taxis in San Pedro, you either walk or rent a bicycle, and the man who sent me to the main plaza was just making money ferrying people around, he wasn't a real taxi driver. I went to the first hostel I saw and asked if they had rooms, and they did but it was really expensive so I asked the man there if he knew of any cheaper hostels, and he pointed me in a few directions. I had breakfast at his hostel because I was starving, and I asked him if I could leave my luggage there temporarily while looking for a hostel and luckily he was kind enough to allow me to do so.
It was while I was having my breakfast that I realised that I had left my camera on the bus. From Calama to San Pedro, the scenery was beautiful, the sun rising over the desert sand dunes and wind mills in the horizon. So I took a few photos, and I must have forgotten to put the camera back into my bag, and I fell asleep because throughout the night there were 10,000 stops to check this and that so I didn't have enough sleep. And then when we reached San Pedro I must have forgotten that my camera was not in my bag. I had a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach, losing my camera was not the problem, but the pictures! My beautiful pictures of Ecuador and Peru! Blue footed boobies, frigate birds, sea lions, the Nasca lines, Machu Picchu etc! Oh my God! I wanted to cry but that had to wait, I had to do something about this first.
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