Week in Cordoba day 1 Nov. 16 lunes

At 645am Uli rng my buzzer so we could go to the bus station.  turned out he brought a fairly good-sized backpack for his clothes.  originally, he was going to bring just a regular backpack , but i told him we were ging for a week...not a day.  but, it was a good thing we bought the other one because we will need a smaller one on the motorbike.  we had medialunas and cafe in Retiro at the omnibus station and fresh-squeezed orange juice...not too shabby.  here was the fun part...trying to find which bus was ours - any one between platforms 15 and 40.  the bulletin board was not up to date and 830 was fast approaching.  we were looking for Chevallier because that was who we bought our tickets from, but we were wrong!  the empresa (company) was Urquiza and finally we asked someone who said "you better run because it's leaving"...and so we ran...thank god we found it.  guess what...we spent 13 hours on that bus!  definitely the longest bus ride i've ever been on.  there wasn't much to see but flat land and cows and the different towns we had to pass through.  we stopped so many times to pick people up and drop them off.  i slept a little bit.  we were going to drink on the bus, but someone left his wine bottle opener in his bag which was underneath the bus!  by the end i was ready to die...we had to sit in the seats under the top floor about 15 min before we got off the bus since we were the last ones, and the bathroom was down there.  i was really starting to feel sick because after 13 hours on a bus with who knows many people were using it...eck!  there really are mountains here...i almost couldn't believe it just because the land was so flat for so long! they were so beautiful...looked very dry- all sort of a brownish colour.  saw the sun set on the bus...we arrived in the dark to Villa Giardino and walked to Hospidaje Anita where Uli had stayed before.  we ran into some people that he knew on the street and they invited us over.  first we settled into our room, finally...we are staying in a kind of hostel that is a converted house but we are the only guests...it  is beautiful...lots of plants and wooden furniture...very home-like.  there are about 10 rooms or so.  she is so nice and hospitable.  her name is Susanna.  as time goes by, i understand a bit more.  she gives us breakfast between 9 and 11am and cleans and changes everything.  she is so nice...she always calls me "mi amor".  she's like a mommy away from home.  we opened a bottle of wine and started drinking and talking about personal things until Roxanna and her boyfriend came by and asked us what was taking so long.  so away we went.  there house was cute.  bare, but cute.  the mother, Betty, had a little dog named Cleto who wouldn't leave me alone.  we ate pizza, talked and looked at photos from when Uli was there before.  and around 1230, i told Uli we had to go, so we did.  He snored a shit ton...so both of us didn't get much sleep because i had to keep telling him to be quiet.