We arrive at the bus station, and a sketchy guide helps me buy tickets and points us in the right direction, tells me the bus number and we board the bus. The bus leaves. After an hour the ticket inspector comes and acts like we have the wrong tickets, we couldn't communicate and he shouted a lot. He then shouted some more, I just sat there and did nothing. we got to our stop, he dropped us off on the motorway. I can't help but think, that the normal bus route would drop tourists off at the beach and not the side of a busy road.
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