We grabbed a bus to the
outskirts of town so that we could hitch on the main road out. So whilst
hanging around a petrol garage there a guy came up to us to offer us a lift
further down the road. We weren´t sure exactly what he was saying, but it
turned out he was the manager of the service station just down the road. So he
drops us off, takes us inside and gets us a couple of free coffees. Then whilst
we´re sat there drinking the coffees and eating bread rolls we´d pre made he
came back over and gave us a plate of croissants on the house! Then after we´d
finished eating we wondered over to the exit ramp and started discussing what
our ideal hitch would be, and as Kate was fed up of speaking broken Spanish she
was hoping for someone who spoke English. Then 2 minutes later a guy comes over
and offers us a lift in his corsa. This guy was perfect; he drove 120kph most
of the way (all the trucks we´d been in were going like 80 so it took ages to
get anywhere), he spoke shit loads of english, had air con and designed flight
simulators for the Argentinian army so was really interesting to speak
to.
So we arrived in BA in record time and started looking for Milhouse, which is the hostel EVERYONE stays in…..
So we arrived in BA in record time and started looking for Milhouse, which is the hostel EVERYONE stays in…..
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