Argentina

Despite my promise, I didn´t blog at all. So... my bad. First the daily count. No need to read. More for me. 6/13: Sítio em San Pedro com Alex, Hot dogs, conversa 6/14: Português, Aula, Futebol, Cardapio, Balada de Samba 6/15: Huevos Rancheros, Pesquisa, Português, Academia 6/16: Seth email, Academia, Festas Junhinas ESALQ: Pinga, carne, pastel, vihno, bolo 6/17: Aula com ressaca, futebol com Alex, Festas Junhinas com Alex 6/18: Português, Academia, Futurama, Saneamento Básico 6/19: ESALQ- famílias, Festa: 4 pm- 12 pm com Cruz 6/20: C/S, Internet, Spaghetti, Português, X-Men 6/21: Português, Hambuerger, Aula, Futebol + Basquet 6/22: Corte cabelo, compra comida, Rio Claro ==> Interbio, Bolo + Catuaba = Gorfo 6/23: Interbio, Ana, Futebol 4-3 com 7 goles contra, Festa Folklore, shack 6/24: Interbio, Siri, e não lembro, Caipira Trocado, menina de minas 6/25: Interbio, Piramide humana, Jato breja, Toga + Giovanna 6/26: Interbio, Epic Sax Guy, Cadiera e bamboo, Portugal girl, saída, dormi...

Well, I had been somewhat against blogging ever since I read two articles from stuffwhitepeoplelike.com (#19 traveling http://stuffwhitepeoplelike.com/2008/01/23/19-travelling/ and #120 http://stuffwhitepeoplelike.com/2009/01/11/120-taking-a-year-off/), but after briefly browsing through my old posts, I realized that a lot of my trip will be forgotten if it isn´t documented in some way. Since I hate taking pictures, this is the only outlet left. So first, the trip to date: 2/1: Pass FAR w/ 94 2/24: Pass AUD w/ 97 3/30: B-day 4/1: Flight/ Take REG 4/2: Guayaquil to Salinas 4/3: Montanita to Manta 4/4: Futebol con los pelucones 4/5: Murciélago, Manta, Basquet 4/6: Manta, Rita, San Mateo, enfermo 4/7: Canoa, Bahia, puente 4/8: Isla Corazon, San Vicente/Manta 4/9: La Finca, Gallos vs. Gallinas 4/10: Hotel Lugano, Vuelo a Quito 4/11: Centro Histórico, Mojitos y Karaoke 4/12: Huevos, Mitad del Mundo 4/13: Vuelo to Cuenca, Oro Verde = mierda 4/14: City Bus, Río Movie, Raviolio 4/15: Parque Na...

Hola todos, I´ve been in DF for the past 3 days in the barrio Condesa, which is much nicer than the Historic Zone. If I compared DF to Buenos Aires, I would call the Historic Zone San Telmo and I would call Condesa Palermo. Before I came to Mexico City everyone said, "Ewww, Mexico City. Isn´t it really dirty there?" Yes, some parts are dirty like any big city, but Condesa is actually quite spectacular. Outdoor parks, quiet streets lined with trees, and little cafés. Easily liveable. But now my trip is done. Just one more night out with a girl I met from Seattle who got the scholarship I want to get this year. I´m pumped for Oktoberfest! Time to get back to real life I suppose. More notes about Mexico in list form for easy digestion: 1) The metro has a section for women and children at rush hour. While I suppose this is good for the women and children, it leaves the men to themselves to duke it out in the back cars. At rush hour, the metro is well over capacity. This results i...

Hola todos, My host in San Cristobal has been very hospitable and this weekend showed me most of San Cristobal. The highlight, though, was at her friends going away party when they paid for a 4 person mariache band to play 8 or so songs como despedida. The best song, though, if you are ever in the presence of a mariachi band to request is El Rey. When a Mexican hears El Rey, it is in their genetic code to stop whatever they are doing and sing along. I decided not to go to Guatemala because the cross border trek would have taken about 8 hours each way. Not worth it in my opinion. Instead I am going to DF (Mexico City) tomorrow at 5:30. My host Eri was crucial for this because I was going to pay around $900 pesos at the bus station I arrived at for a ticket. She informed me that I can take a similar bus that stops more frequently for just $350 pesos. Done. Today I went to an indigenous town that is about 20 minutes outside San Cristobal where the majority of the inhabitants speak s...

So I just spent the last week in Puerto Escondido. If you asked me to tell you what I did each day, I would not be able to seperate the days. The whole week was one continous blur of beach, swimming, soccer, and fiestas. It was definitely a vacation and not travel. I spoke English pretty much the whole time and met some pretty funny characters. My only complaint was how freaking hot it was there. I took cold showers by choice. Puerto Escondido has one of the best pipelines in North America but I really didn´t care because I don´t surf. One of the days, again I have no idea which one, we took a chartered boat for an hour to see the wild life. After about 10 minutes of driving full speed into the ocean, which is a little nerve wracking when you are going over large swells and have no life jacket, we encountered about 12 dolphines. They were only 10 meters from the boat and were swimming along the top. After we tired of dolphines, we went a little further. Out of nowhere, the driver speed...

I felt I needed to update my blog because if I didn´t, no one would know where I went. This morning during breakfast I decided to go to Puerto Escondido on a whim. I was just done with Oaxaca city. Yes mom, there is flooding in the state but not where I am. I left in a 10 person van at 12:30 and wouldn´t arrive until 7:30 after weaving around narrow twisting mountain rounds that cut through the jungle of south Mexico. The road was frequently covered with mini-landslides and occasionally we would have to dodge cattle mossying in the road. Pretty fucking epic drive. At the end I thought our van was going to get struck by lightning because we were the highest point on the road and are metal. But I made it. Now I am in an equally sketchy cabana in Puerto Escondido called Cabanas Edda. Suprisingly they have a website: http://cabanasedda.enweb.com.mx/. Let me just say first that I have never stayed in a place with a moquito net. And secondly, I realized that while I had thought I was staying...

Well, my host family kind of sucked. Actually no, let me rephrase that, my host old women really sucked cock. She was one of those lifer hosts that has been hosting people for so long that she doesn´t really give a fuck anymore. She basically ignored me and was quiet in her room. It´s really creepy being in an empty house that you are not familiar with. Plus, she was charging me $16/day which is steep in Mexico. Needless to say I got the fuck out in two days. My trip has kind of been random in that way. Here I was thinking I was going to spend 3 weeks studying Spanish and doing a homestay, but both turned out to be terrible. Now I am in a hostel and much happier. I am getting over my dislike of being touristy. Sometimes you just have to be a freaking gringo and not give a shit. The last two days have actually been quite good. Yesterday I went to an archaeological sight and met a women of about 60 years old who was really interesting. Her husband had eloped with a 25 year old meth addic...