I wandered over to the bus station to ask about tickets to Guadalajara and got confusing answers. I might be able to fit my bike on the bus without having to disassemble, I might not. I asked to by a ticket for the next day, was told to come back tomorrow in case the bus didn’t go. It made no sense to me, this being a state capital to state capital ticket, I expect the busses run all the time. I’ve certainly been passed by plenty of them. In any case, I wasn’t firing all cylinders and decided I’d just show up with my bike and see what happens.
But not for a few days. I’ve developed a proper chest cold, with all the coughing and congestion that makes one want to do nothing but sleep, which you can’t because breathing is a chore. I bought some medicines at a pharmacy, booked two more nights and am going to bed.
