I met these two Norwegians named Ingrid and Stine on the boat to Uruguay. They were super cool and I convinced them to get a room with me at my hostel in Montevideo. They were busy spreading the HIV all around South America and I think I got it as well. Apparently they have a popular radio station show that´s chronicling their trip (things must be slow in Norway) so if you meet any Norwegians ask about me. I might be famous there.
Montevideo was great but one piece of advice: stay away from the Blink Club. It´s full of hookers and free cocaine.
I so wish I had a picture of this thing called a Chivito that they eat here, it makes the Nugget look like health food. It´s a sandwich with steak, ham, pancetta (bacon) and covered in cheese. I ate so many of these it was awesome. Apparently it´s a typical meal here so that makes me feel better about all those late night Grubstake trips back in SF.
When it's hot as balls and the threat of #3 is always around the corner - you gotta love the bidet.
Alta - you know that people wash their asses in a bidet, right?
Buenos Aires is east of Sacramento FYI.
Patagonia really must be seen to be believed. There are gorgeous mountains, glaciars and everything in between.
Here we are trekking on the Perito Moreno Glaciar.
I am seriously thinking about buying property in BsAs. Daniela, Nikki and Coralee were staying for a week on vacation and had this phat pad in San Telmo they were renting for $20/person/night. It had 3 bedrooms, 3 floors, was fully furnished and had a huge roof deck with a bbq built in. Awesome. They were renting it from some French dude who had it as a vacation home.
After meeting up with them, we went to this hipster bar called Fin del Mundo then headed to an English pub called Gibraltar. It was there that a Columbian dude named Pablo was trying to sell me cocaine. I told him as nicely as I could that I was unemployed and could not afford cocaine even if I wanted it. He was worse than a Peachy Puff girl. Finally he got the point and left me alone. It's guys like him that give the non-coke dealing Columbians a bad name.
Side note: Alta took a picture of us right before this one of K-Fed, me and some random Dominican Republic guy where the DR dude was doing the shocker completely unprompted by me. Those Domincan Republican guys have a great sense of humor.
This is when the wind decided to turn my picture into a photo shoot for a gay clothing line.
ARGENTINA U.S.A.
Ricky Martin still marketable not so much
Day 1 in Buenos Aires. We met up with Alta who is living down here for 3 months and had an awesome dinner in her neighborhood of Palermo. This is the super trendy area of BsAs and has a Mission-like feel to it. After dinner we went to this lounge-y bar called Congo and got completely shit-faced on Fernet Cokes. Then it was off to this cheesy club called Opera Bay. The building is a facsimile of the Sydney Opera House and is 3 floors of ridiculousness. Imagine Holy Cow x 10. That being said, we had an awesome time. There was this group of underage girls from Miami that were wasted and kept throwing it out there as if they lived at 1219 Leavenworth and it was Vertigo, only they had an excuse since they were 16. I kept thinking I was on an episode of Dateline's To Catch a Predator.
So to sum up life in BsAs: same as SF only everything is 3x cheaper, real hipsters wear mullets and every woman is a supermodel.
I also got torn up by mosquitoes in BsAs but was escaped pretty much unscathed from the jungles of Puerto Iguazu. This one mosquito even thought it was funny to bite me through my boxers one night on my crotch which, if you think about it, isn't really funny at all.
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paskale said:
I thought you were supposed to play beach vball in bathing suit! read more
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That's awesome bro!! read more
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