The bus we took did take us in the general direction of our hostel but not anywhere near it. After the bus driver gave us very sketchy directions involving a few grunts and a pointing finger, we walked for a couple hours over rough roads with our suitcase and terrible jet lag. No one we met on the way knew a hostel was even in the country, much less on the same street. We were happy when we saw the green triangle. Turns out that the new hostel should be built by now -- it was under construction when we were there -- located right in the city center, right where we caught the bus to try to find this one. Sigh. At least it was cheap!
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