Today, (Wednesday, July 17/13) another good day for touring. Yesterday, I’d talked to Thomas, one of the two English speaking porters, about the tour and put a deposit on a tour of Chapala. After breakfast, I put my valuables in the caja de seguidad and waited for the tour bus to pick us up.
When I go to get on the bus I realized I’d grabbed the wrong ticket. I had the ticket from the tour the day before. Thomas told the driver I’d paid a deposit and I got on the bus. I assumed I was on the right bus because Thomas knew I wanted to go to Chapala.
On the two monitors in the bus, a video of Vicente Fernández, the famous 74 year old Mexican singer, was showing. As we traveled along, the tour guide discovered I was the only Gringo (Ooops. Perhaps it’s not politically correct for me to use that term) on the bus. She said her English was not so good, but after a couple of Tequilas it might get better and perhaps after a couple of tequilas my Spanish might get better. That’s when I realized I was on the wrong bus. This bus was going to one of the places that makes Tequila. Because Thomas knew i wanted to go to Chapala, I assumed he put me on the right bus. (Note to self: in the future, Check out assumptions, double check out assumptions.) Also, it would have helped if I’d had my correct ticket.
I told her I was going to Chapala. “That’s a problem”, she said and turned to the driver. Several turns later we met up with another bus. I was transferred over to the other bus. A couple from that bus were transferred over to the Tequila bus. Somebody else got on the wrong bus or maybe just changed their minds and decided they needed some tequila. I didn’t feel so bad.
So relieved, I now was on the tour I wanted to be on. The problem was solved. Nobody is upset. everyone is happy. This is Mexico.
With care and concern,
(Yes that is a photo of the wrong bus (it’s actually a Vancouver bus), but I didn’t think to take a photo of the Tequila Bus)