Today I am off to São Paulo - (the biggest city in South America) on the bus which should take about 16 hours. I packed my things early, made some lunch and dinner and then went for one last walk around Sheila's neighborhood. At midday I headed to the bus stop and waited for the bus which took forever to arrive and had me a little worried but after about 45 mins and asking some of the locals (a policeman on a motorcycle stopped and made sure I new how to get to terminal) the bus arrived and we were off. It only took about 10 minutes to get to terminal and when we arrived the driver indicated we didn't have to pay for some reason - winning already. Sheila works in the tourist info centre in the terminal so I went and sat with her for 30 minutes before we had to say our goodbyes - once again it was a little hard saying goodbye as Sheila had been so kind to me and I will miss her. The bus arrived and we started boarding - the bus is supposed to be the good one but first impression is not so great compared to buses in Argentina - the bus staff are dressed in normal clothes and couldn't give a crap about people on the bus and everything is a bit rough. There are also these 5 or so middle-aged guys running up and down the bus just being annoying and looking like they are up to no good - switching seats, play fighting etc and already I am feeling very uncomfortable. A few hours down the road I was woken by a very angry looking police officer shouting something in Portuguese and ripping my bag in the overhead compartment apart, I handed over my passport and after a quick look he threw it back to me. The whole bus was quiet as he went through bags, checked IDs and made himself feel big and tough - the funny thing was we were not even at a boarder control. The bus continued on and more and more people boarded the guys kept being annoying hanging off seats and running up and down isles - all this for the most expensive bus I have caught in South America ($90 for 17 hours). At 7:30pm we made a dinner stop at this huge bus stop shop with resteraunts, cafes, snacks and other facilities - the prices were astronomical - double/triple the price of Foz do Iguacu; so good I had brought my own dinner. After finishing writing my blog I ate my tortilla in the dark and them chucked in my earphones and drifted off to sleep.