Our longest bus ride to date has been twenty-eight hours from El Calafate, Argentina to Bariloche, Argentina. Getting the tickets was a bit of an adventure in itself. The bus office at the El Calafate bus station didn’t take credit cards, so when we arrived on Sunday, we put a deposit down. On Monday, no one showed up at the ticket office. On Tuesday morning, the guy at the ticket office took the remaining cash but ended up putting us on a different company’s bus down the hall. When we arrived in the afternoon to get on the bus, we had no record in the new bus company’s computer! Luckily, the guy from the old bus company showed up to explain and the new bus company lady told us we were all set but she couldn’t print us a ticket for some reason. We finally ended up on the bus, a little concerned that someone else would show up with a ticket for our seats, but that never happened.
It turns out Argentine buses are pretty comfortable (we got wide, plush cama seats for this trip). It also turns out twenty-eight hours isn’t that bad when you can watch a lot of movies, which is what we did. In the evening after leaving El Calafate we had some beautiful views of the pampas. We stopped in XXX and there was another rest stop the following day in a town whose name I can’t remember. When I went into a drug store to buy some lip balm the clerk talked my ear off so I don’t think they get many visitors there. The rest of the trip is a blur..