Chihuahua
Yes, we did get to the bus station in time for the 5:40am bus to Chihuahua! Alas, there was no room on it for us. :( We did get on the next bus at 6:50am, though. 12 hours and one time change later, we arrived in Chihuahua.
Our introduction to the city was by way of a taxi driver named Felix. On our way to a hostel by the train station, he played tour guide and encouraged us to speak Spanish (brave!). Gracias, Felix! We checked into the hostel (Casa Chihuahua), which is really cool. It was quiet that night, with only one other guest, but we were too tired from our long bus journey to socialise anyway. We met the owners of the hostel, who are really hospitable and happy to give advice about Chihuahua. That first night we turned in early, looking forward to exploring Chihuahua the next day.
We tried to get up at a decent time to explore the city, but the beds were really comfy! At about noon, we ventured out. It was at this time that we realised that Chris's ace hat from Australia was no longer with us. The last time we saw it was on the bus to Chihuahua. Adios, sombrero! A bit sadly, we went to the train station to get our tickets for the next day's journey to Creel, the first half of the Copper Canyon train ride.
We then had all afternoon to check out Chihuahua. There's quite a bit to do and see in Chihuahua. On the one hand, it was unfortunate that the one full day we were there (a Monday), most of the museums and the wonderful caverns nearby were closed. On the other hand, we enjoyed simply walking around the city, checking out buildings, statues, parks, and people and generally soaking up the lovely, peaceful, chilled-out atmosphere.
We were delighted to find a vegetarian restaurant; we managed to have lunch there as well as buy some of their food for the train the next day. Genius!
That night, we spent a fair amount of time with the family who own the hostel as well as a university student who works at the hostel. They told us lots of things about Chihuahua and surrounds that aren't in the guidebooks. Plus they're just really nice people whom we enjoyed talking to. By the end of the evening, we knew we had to come back to Chihuahua someday; if only we hadn't bought those train tickets for the next day! We went to sleep that night really liking the hostel, its owners and Chihuahua itself.
Our introduction to the city was by way of a taxi driver named Felix. On our way to a hostel by the train station, he played tour guide and encouraged us to speak Spanish (brave!). Gracias, Felix! We checked into the hostel (Casa Chihuahua), which is really cool. It was quiet that night, with only one other guest, but we were too tired from our long bus journey to socialise anyway. We met the owners of the hostel, who are really hospitable and happy to give advice about Chihuahua. That first night we turned in early, looking forward to exploring Chihuahua the next day.
We tried to get up at a decent time to explore the city, but the beds were really comfy! At about noon, we ventured out. It was at this time that we realised that Chris's ace hat from Australia was no longer with us. The last time we saw it was on the bus to Chihuahua. Adios, sombrero! A bit sadly, we went to the train station to get our tickets for the next day's journey to Creel, the first half of the Copper Canyon train ride.
We then had all afternoon to check out Chihuahua. There's quite a bit to do and see in Chihuahua. On the one hand, it was unfortunate that the one full day we were there (a Monday), most of the museums and the wonderful caverns nearby were closed. On the other hand, we enjoyed simply walking around the city, checking out buildings, statues, parks, and people and generally soaking up the lovely, peaceful, chilled-out atmosphere.
We were delighted to find a vegetarian restaurant; we managed to have lunch there as well as buy some of their food for the train the next day. Genius!
That night, we spent a fair amount of time with the family who own the hostel as well as a university student who works at the hostel. They told us lots of things about Chihuahua and surrounds that aren't in the guidebooks. Plus they're just really nice people whom we enjoyed talking to. By the end of the evening, we knew we had to come back to Chihuahua someday; if only we hadn't bought those train tickets for the next day! We went to sleep that night really liking the hostel, its owners and Chihuahua itself.
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