Chicken Buses

On Monday Me, Mum and Will went on a chicken bus for the first time, it was actually a lot better than I had expected because their was much more people on it. It was just so crowded I was squashed up into a tiny little corner, but every one is so small in South America they can fit perfectly. They had a bag rail that did not even get as high as my chin, but the lady that was before me fit under there perfectly.

The outside of the Buses were so decorative they look amazing, also they all have their own number on top, our one was number 107. And the Buses did not stop at a certain place, you had to whistle as loud as you could for them to stop, then they would stop and you would jump out!

As you can see on this picture they are old school buses.

When we first got on the Bus there were loads of people selling food like crisps, sweets, and drinks. Because it was so crowded they were walking right through the middle and everyone got out of their way because they had such big baskets, so it was even more crushed in there, but in the end they jumped off the back.

I would much prefer to have Chicken Buses in England because they are way cooler.