Wherever you go, there you are…

 

Just got to Argentina yesterday and wow!! You cross a border and it´s not just the time that changes. I feel like i´ve jumped a few decades. Coming from a country where teeth are a fashion statement to a country where not only do they have supermarkets, with a whole toothpaste aisle even, but if I wanted to, I could probably buy nail polish to match my backpack. Culture shock or what?! You can get things here. It´s like being in North America, only people are speaking a different language. There´s something to be said about countries that have more than one kind of cheese and it doesn´t all come from goats. And the wine is still less than a dollar a litre. Best of all worlds here.  South America kicks ass! 

 

 

Here is a brief description of months 1 and 2 in South America:

*Getting sunburnt and watching surfers in hippieville, northern peru
*Realizing that I actually DO speak spanish and who needs to spend money on school when you get free lessons just by living here
*Hitching a ride in a ford explorer with a few locos (aka crazy psychos) who drove all the way from Pennsylvania
*Driving through the spectacular Andes and feeling the altitude squish my tongue (hard to explain)
*Carnaval in Cuzco, Peru which consists of at first, water balloons and then an upgrade to buckets of water and everyone spraying foam out of cans in the streets (REALLY good day)
*The 4 day hike up and down the inca trail with my guitar, singing songs with kazoo solos i might add, at 4000m being dubbed as the “Four Thousand Meter Band”
*Drinking and dancing at the bars til 7am and not paying a cent (love the free drinks, even guys get them!!)
*Organizing a game of twister in our room, which got icks-nayed for a “football” game
*Chillin in the COPA COPACABANA and watching the sun set over Lake Titicaca (hehe)
*Being in the cheapest and best country in South America, BOLIVIAAAAA (I LOVE Bolivia)
*Waking up and walking down the road for a glass of fresh squeezed grapefruit juice and an empanada (pastry stuffed with chicken and veggies) for a grand total of 35 cents
*Hanging out with monkeys, aligators, caymens, tucans, vultures, pirañas, pink dolphins, turtles and MOSQUITOS for 3 days in the jungle
*Going anaconda hunting in the pampas (an extensive, treeless grassland area, as found in South America, which, by the way, is thigh deep in water) and not finding one (this could be good or bad, depends on your love for big snakes who like to cuddle)
*Arriving in the highest city in the world, eating a “hamburguesa con huevo” (hamburger with egg) from a street vendor in order to cure late night munchies and ending up hurling into a flower pot for the next 6 hours
*Curing my food poisoning hangover by going swimming in a 30 degree lake on top of the Andes
*Spending 3 days in a Toyota Land Cruiser, cruising through the world´s largest Salt Flats, visiting an island which would be best described as a giant cactus forest on a hill, climbing to altitudes of over 4000m, where there are green lakes, blue lakes, red lakes, and flamingos everywhere (no drugs i swear)
*Horseback riding through the same ravines and canyons that Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid rode through back in the day (yeeeee haaawwwww)
*Spending 2 hours on the internet trying to remember everything I´ve done over the past couple months in order to tell all of you what a terrible time i´m having and how much i want to come home

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