Bus ride from hell

Like last year I guess there´s always that one day of traveling that really really sucks. Last year it was our overnight bus from Santiago to Pucon in Chile. THis year, I hope, it was just the bus ride from Puno to Arequipa. Before we left Puno the sky opened up and rained like i´ve never ever seen rain. it was insane!!! And our pour Welsh friends were spending the night on the floating islands in it, and with no alchohol, what would they do?? :) haha
so when we got on the bus we were soaking wet and freezing. And the freezing got worse since they never turned the heat on. Not once. I was sitting in my raincoat with my hat on and mittens huddled into a ball trying to regain feeling in my nose and toes, to no avail. Then there was this horrible child who screamed the ENTIRE trip. Now, i´m very understanding about mothers with crying babies. But this wasn´t a baby, it was a 2 or 3 year old who wasnt crying, just screaming at the top of its lungs to get it´s mothers´attention. I seriously wanted to strangle this child and kill the mother for not telling it to be quiet. But as the american tourist i felt like i couldn´t turn around and say something. but i was shocked no one else on the bus did! though they were all upset since we were exchanging pissed off glares. I wish i had said something now. That kid was just a nightmare. I also felt sick when we got on the bus so it was a pretty torturous 5 hours for me. it seriously felt like it would never ever end. When we got to Arequipa I couldn´t have jumped off that bus any quicker. uggggggg....