Mom Says I'm Running Away

Day: 191

Aren´t we always (other than a few astronautical missions) under the weather. I wonder why, when sick, we refer to it this way.

I woke up on the bus to Salta this morning feeling like shit. I don´t know what caused it but I am thinking a lack of proper sleep and worse bus food. By the afternoon when I arrived in Salta I wasn´t any better, I headed to the first place my Lonely Planet listed. Mistake.

Easily one of the most boring hostels that I have ever stayed, how this got a recommendation I don´t know; but they do have bed and I wasn´t up to heading out and trying to find another right now.

Afternoon nap commenced. Followed by some blogging, dinner, a bad movie on cable and an early night.

I hope I feel better tomorrow…