Train to Santa Cruz

It was a very interesting journey to arrive in Santa Cruz.  The train was pleasant.  After disembarking at San Fernando I found the municipal bus terminal and  caught one to Santa Cruz.  It was quite a long drive, especially with the local stops.  It was no motorcoah bus.  I eventually arrived near the Santa Cruz bus terminal.  The hostel was difficult to find due to road construction and lousy street markings.  I did find the correct address, but no one was in to check me in.  The place is more of a bed & breakfast.  I trekked back to the bus terminal, checked my bags, and found an internet/telephone center to contact my hosts.  It was a difficult phone call because of the signal connection and language barrier.  We eventually understood that Isabel would collect me from the bus terminal.  I waited inside, and it turns out she did a few laps outside looking for me, haha.  She was really nice in person, despite the difficulties earlier, and my frustration at arriving with no one to let me in.  Seriously, she's got a very positive personality.  She is also a MILF.  That is a fact, Jack; well, a speculation for I do not know her family life.
Now I am relaxing in the b&b.  I have a glass of water, computer, and a lovely spacious courtyard in a lovely urban home.  I suppose Isabel went back to work.  I think I will explore the town a bit soon.  There is a casino here.  Maybe I can recoup some expenditures.  Blackjack out to be just as simple to play in Spanish, eh?  A lot of play is done with hand signals anyway.