Mom Says I'm Running Away

Day: 193 Me Fidel Foam Fights Pissed off little kid. (Who we just foamed so we could take his picture) Night time grill Costumes

Day: 192 First things first, I need to find a new hostel. I quickly pack my bag, pay my bill and wander to the number two listing in Lonely Planet (hoping they don´t make two bad recommendations on the same page). Walking through the door to the Terra Oculta hostel, I am immediately glad I [...]

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 [...]

Day: 190 With a considerable amount of willpower I got up and returned the car this morning. On the walk back I finally decided to leave this heaven that is making me lethargic. I swung through the bus station and bought a ticket north to Salta for 8:30 tonight. I made it back to the [...]

Day: 189 So today I  rented a car, gathered a varied assortment of North American and German travellers to share the cost and we headed up to Aconcagua, the highest point in the western hemisphere.  Along the way we got to see Punto de Inca, a natural stone arch with sulfur water bubbling out of [...]

Day: 188 “Smile and Show Me Your Meat!” said the cute friendly Swede taking my picture. All I could do was burst out laughing. It may have been a harmless literal translation from Swedish meaning for me to smile so big you could see my gums, but after most of the day riding around from [...]

Day: 187 So after about a month now traveling fairly hard I have found a comfortable little town here in Mendoza, and just been taking it very easy. Planning to get back out soon though.

Day: 186 That was pretty much the plan for the day, other than a little wandering and reading poolside.

Day: 185 I Think I have realized that I’ll take a bike over a horse anyday. I am not a cowboy and the only thing I got out of the ride through the foothills of Mendoza was a sore ass. I did get to hang out with a bunch of hot Swedish chicks though.

Day: 184 I made it to Mendoza just before 9am this morning, and with Evon, a Dutch girl I meant on the bus we set out to find a hostel and get situated in this new province. It was no problem to find a bed, and after a quick breakfast, we wandered into town looking [...]