Hello Buenos Aires!
So what’s new since my last post? Well, I’ve since moved. Yes, indeed. I have moved on. I spent a few more days in Bariloche and then finally bought my bus ticket. Eugenia’s (one of the most incredible girls I have ever met) family was coming to visit and we wouldn’t get to hang out as much for a few days so I figured yesterday was as good a time as any.
And then, 18 hours later, I was in a new city. But not just any city, mind you – Buenos Aires. The most cosmopolitan city in South America. Everything is big and busy and there are loads of things to do (or, if you’re Australian, “heaps” of things to do). And it’s really hot.
When I arrived at the bus station, I walked through the 1/4 mile long bus station (no joke), found out how much it would cost to my next destination (Foz de Iguazú to see the waterfalls) and then hopped on the subway to get to my hostel. It was so humid and sticky that I was afraid I might bump into someone and get stuck (and then have to wait for the weather to dry to unstick ourselves). It wouldn’t be so bad if it was a hot girl, but if it was some ugly Chilean chick, what would I have done? I don’t want to think about it (the horror!).
So anyways, I made it to my hostel, checked in and took a shower. Everyone here speaks English, which is a little weird. I prefer Spanish. About two minutes after taking a shower, I was drenched in sweat again so I gave up and went walking in the city. I tried to check out some of the museums but the ones I wanted to see were closed (lots of museums close in February – probably on account of me coming to visit) so I walked through some shopping centers and just ended up going to see The Last Samurai, which I thought was a pretty good movie.
It makes me want to go to Japan and become a samurai (don’t laugh, I so could). After, I got the paper and read it over dinner before heading back to the hostel and falling asleep (in the intense heat).
Today, I got up late, drank some mate, read the paper and then ran into a guy I met in Bariloche in the hostel. We’re going to meet up in a little bit and head out to do something with another guy we both met in Bariloche (one’s from Peru and another is from Buenos Aires). It should be pretty fun.
Not much else to report. I leave for New Zealand on the 15th. I really want to stay here in South America but I know that I can’t. I have to move on and continue with the plan. If I extended my time in each country that I liked a lot, my trip would get extended to like 10 years long, and I don’t have that much money. And no, I am not missing home. Home is a state of mind.