Imagine roads stuffed with cars bumper to bumper, people weaving through on foot, and venders selling fruit through car windows. There are no signs to tell you how fast you can drive. There are no lines on the road to show where people should drive. There are no rules of the road! Looking both ways before you cross the street is not optional, here.
Tucumán, like many other cities is buzzing with the sounds of car wheels, horns honking and the sound of engines revving. Here, you can also here the click-clack of horse hooves on cobblestone roads. You can hear the snapping of wind as mountain bikers fly past you. The streets are humming with noise twenty-four hours a day.
I come from a small town where public transportation is minimal. I am very excited to have access to all the planes, trains and automobiles of Argentina.
The most popular forms of transportation here in Tucumán are the bondis or city buses; remis or taxis; and walking. Armed with wheels or two feet, you can get anywhere you can dream of. There are omnibuses that travel for up to five days across Argentina. Or, you could take a bondi for ten minutes through the crowded streets to reach different parks and plazas across the city.
In order to use bondis, you have to have a small, plastic card that is similar to a gift card.
