Ruta VAP (VIII): sleep in the "worst" hotel in the world
Preliminary note to the reader: before the events recounted later spent a wonderful morning doing a safari by car and then by canoe Liwonde Park. A great on a beautiful morning. enclave. I recently wrote a post that was called "the worst day of the trip" and said at the end that was not the worst day of the trip. Well, happened to tell an unforgettable day:
The long road to a smelly hole
We realized that we were running a bit late and we began to speed up the cars for fear of being closed at a border where last year we had so many problems that we ended up deported.. We chose the worst path to run. The track was torn, sandbars had, In between stones ..., cross a market where there were hundreds of people who were going away when they had our car over. Impostor Turmoil, colors, were actually going through the more rural Africa.
An international border is closed because there is no one to put a seal and open the gate
We got to the border post and, Surprise??, was as closed as the previous year. The same excuse, the manager is not. Is eating, drinking or sleeping, but an international border is closed because there is no one to put a seal and open the gate. He played resign. A drunk guy came to look at the officer and we, while, we amused ourselves by playing with children. Amaia got dozens of them laughed with their dances.
Then came the shift bobo you can sometimes complicate life by being an idiot with gallons. He saw Martin take a picture of the border, in which we had been waiting a long time for their incompetence, and shouting would seize his camera. Another officer followed his orders, those of a guy trying to steal. There was talk, modular voice and head down something without being pusillanimous to retrieve the camera. It's a whole technical negotiations such improvements over the years. As, the scene with the stamps in the passports was ridiculous. The head swarmed the desk offended face, perhaps because he woke up from a nap to come and do their job, and around some hustler trying to get a piece of the excitement.
I had expected the same police who arrested and deported me previous year
And we finally got off Mozambique. And there, in a day so full of emotions, I was expected the same police who arrested and deported me previous year. The same smiling face and a gesture of confidence now and hug we shared between both. A year had passed and we had not changed. He tried to pull it out for themselves and this time I denied it because there. I think if there had been a table with candlelight for dinner we would have shared a romantic evening reminiscing about those times when he and a guy with a rifle had us detained back in Malawi at two in the morning..
Finally we crossed and this time with all legal. We were exhausted and happy from a marathon day. The road was complicadilla and no light. We arrived at night so Cuamba, within a population of Mozambique, say, few services. And that, when we headed to our hotel exhausted Vision 2000, whose rooms we had reserved and had confirmed by phone, the receptionist said: “No, here there is no reservation in your name and we are full ".
Not, here there is no reservation in your name and we are full
Then, in Cuamba, you almost believe that the best option is to take a header into the wall and fall to the ground round until the next day. Even more so when the receptionist speaks with his partner and this confirms that we call, we guaranteed the reservation and that "YOU OLOVIDÓ point it". All in a very low voice and gesture "as well, seems that the night is hot, I hope they find a place to sleep ... ".
And yes, find a place to sleep. While we organized dinner Victor and someone in the group went looking for a place to spend the night and found, Pension Cariaco called and attended her a young 24 years that a disease had been stuck in the body of a child (showed me his ID). The named Webster, was the same as that of the American TV series, booked us some rooms, the righteous for the group (then there was also room for Victor and me we thought sleeping in cars).
The attending a young 24 years that a disease had been stuck in the body of a child
Everything about the place was an eyesore. I think I never slept in a more dirty and worse (perhaps in India). The starched gnawed bedspread was stiff, there was no water in the bathrooms, that were shared (Irene and Rosa least touched them suite). Lino emptied the whole bottle of insecticide in your room, Martín preferred not to see and put on a mask and in a video that Txarli made of the shared bathroom, he can be heard gagging due to the smell that was inside. As some guys were all great, everything ended in a prolonged fit of laughter and no complaints (which speaks to the quality of this group) .
That night I got up at three o'clock and left the breathing hole. I find the Webster, it was a non-stop working machine, voice leading with his kid out of a truck that was in the yard. It was comical, I do not know how he got there that vehicle, but I know that here I was creating a plan with them after several attempts that ended in failure and pushing hard to get it out to the road. We got it, the driver gave me a hug of thanks and there we were Webster and I, in the midst of loneliness and that dark night. Have water?, asked. “No, no water, "he said quietly as the two we lay on a plastic couch office whose ceiling had a crack that threatened to collapse on our heads. And a plug to charge the computer's battery? "Neither".
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Ann
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For if, speaks volumes about the quality of the group. Sound geniales! Of course it was the African lived who had not lived with other guides or other travel. It seems an organized
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Javier Brandoli
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That does not seem an organized tour is the best compliment we could do. Unfortunately, many times we do not get things to go as it should go here to live a real experience: improvised. I think it shows that Victor and I are in the house, live here, no venimos a viajarla.
Kisses Ana
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Rosa
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From unfortunately nothing Javier, those improvisations gave a “chic” touch to the trip.
Our suite was great with bathroom, without water and lots of dirt, so much so that to be able to use the toilet I got the "Maruja vein" and left it shiny, yes, I spent all our remaining wipes.
Along with the day the convoy of the best laughs we've missed. The Cariaco hotel could not erase the wonderful morning safari and canoeing Liwonde. Y Webster muy amable.
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Javier Brandoli
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If the misfortune is that there were more things that went wrong improvised by program. As I said the best compliment I can make me one of our trips is that they seemed organized.
Pink Kisses
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ada
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wtf I stay in that hotel or whatever and at midnight I leave
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