Completo

So, this is how the simplest of plans can go hideously wrong.

The plan was this: eat a tasty hot dog.

So, at the bus station, we order hot dogs. So far, so good. A substantial looking 8 inch white roll, has a regular hot dog sausage added to it. Again, no problem here. And then the serving lady moves over to the toppings, and proceeds to insert what looked like about 4 tomatoes worth of chopped... tomatoes. Ok. er. a bit more than I wanted but.. WOAH. ok. so at this point she is now *filling* the remaining space in the substantial sub with mayonnaise. And I mean *filling*. not a couple of squirts, but roughly half a gallon. Luckily Gwen stopped her from adding the Avocado, but I foolishly asked for ketchup, not considering the mayonnaise, and then watched in horror as more ketchup than was possible was inserted into my "Completo".

I tried to eat it, I really did, but even now it brings a shudder to my stomach to think of it, what was essentially a mayonnaise soup in a bun, with a sausage garnish.

So. be careful. Oh, and the good news is, no chickens on the buses. And lovely/stunning countryside. Tomorrow we go up the active volcano, and maybe the day after, Gwen goes whitewater rafting :). (with me).