The bus was old and made for short people. the driver spoke no English, pulled over, started smoking and making loud burping sounds. After 1 hour, took me to the hotel, however, the receptionist informed me that I did not have a reservation and took me to another Yin Yang Hotel, in the middle of the Ghetto, where a taxi would not even pick me up. This was like the twilight zone, stuck with no way out. The room was small, smelled like smoke, and the makeshift bathroom sucked. The bus ride back to the hotel was worst, was pack in, and then luggage was stuffed to the ceiling, onto of passengers, in the isle, a very dangerous situation. I was just happy that I made it to the airport, thought it was not the terminal I needed, but non the less happy that I was finally in an area where I could catch an actual taxi and get me to where I needed.I survived.
Someone came to the airport to pick me up and direct me to the hotel courtesy bus.