Weekend Experience #274: My migration journey to Chile in 2018
problems: What's the worst taxi, bus, train, ship or plane travel you've experienced? Explain.
For as long as I can remember, I have always traveled by bus when going from one city to another within my country, Venezuela, because I am currently in Chile.
I am just another emigrant fleeing my country in search of a better life for myself. The truth is that every time I left my country, it hurt a lot, but I could no longer bear to stay there.
My trip took almost seven days, a week, the first time I had ever taken such a long trip alone, without the company of any family members.
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During the entire journey, I changed buses twice. The first one was from Venezuela to Colombia, which was somewhat uncomfortable because the roads are not in optimal condition. The bus was comfortable, with Wi-Fi and a bathroom, but even so, we were delayed because we had a flat tire. We stopped at a service station to change it, We got off and took the opportunity to stretch our legs, eat something, and go to the bathroom.
To cross into Colombia, we got off the bus and walked across. Once on the other side, we got back on the bus, went through passport and document control, and then they took us to the terminal to change buses.
Somewhere in Cúcuta.
The second bus would take all of us to our destinations, the furthest being Peru, I think the last one. They tried to make sure that most of the trip was during the day so that we could rest at night in some of the hotels that the travel agency had already booked.
This bus was more comfortable, with seats that were almost like beds. My travel companion got off in Ecuador, so I traveled alone for the rest of the trip. I could sit more comfortably, almost lying down, and use the bathroom on the bus when I needed to. I brought warm clothes because the air conditioning on the bus was intense, but it was better than being too hot.
In each country we passed through, they always checked passports and documents, both for the children traveling with their parents and for those driving the bus. On one stretch of road, there was an accident that caused us to be stuck for hours. While they were clearing up the accident, they allowed us to get off for a while.
After that, the trip went much better without any setbacks for the rest of the way, until we arrived and I thanked God. It was a 7-day trip that seemed longer, but with God always with me, I am now here in Chile. I know it won't be forever, but when I return, I think I will fly to get there faster.
This initiative reminded me that sacrifices are worth it.
The only photo is of the passenger terminal in my hometown. I took a few during the trip, but I lost them on my cell phone.
I invite @amymari @merlui03 @miyexi @marpa
Link https://hive.blog/hive-168869/@galenkp/weekend-engagement-topics-week-274
No es fácil realizar un viaje tan largo, pero fue para buscar un futuro mejor, espero que en algún momento todo mejore en nuestro país y puedas viajar pero de regreso para que tengas mejores oportunidades aquí en Venezuela.
Exitos y bendiciones!