Punto Clave Hostel Rosario

Before going to Rosario we decided not to book anywhere to stay why i dont know. We found a place in the lonely planet that was cheap and cheerful, well thats what they said. The guy behind the desk of this hotel told us we had a very spacious room and it even had a bath. When i heard bath i was so happy i hadnt had ...

... half-block or so, Rosario has a dumpster along the side of the street. Throughout the day, various people go picking through the dumpsters to find stuff in the trash-- yeah, just a bit sad, right? Apparently they bundle together the recovered treasures and set them to the side of the dumpster. Later in the day, they come around and pick up all the picked-through trash.) Just across the road from us, there was a 1980īs-era 4-door ...

... its government, but I have been trying to always treat these situations as opportunities to show people that not all Americans are the same... Today, our third day in Wheelwright, we finally got to go out into the campo!! We visited Eduardo, Silvias brother, who is hosting two girls from our program as well. We started the day out with a walk around the ranch, checking out all of the animals, pigs, horses, cows, chickens, etc etc There were baby calves ...

... lemon meringue, strawberry, etc. etc). Be jealous. Itīs great. Iīm not going to attempt modesty when raving about my food here. Sitting at the dinner table is something different too. Iīm learning to eat with a fork and knife. Sounds funny, right? But people eat really differently here. And itīs rude to put your hands in your lap. You must put your hands ABOVE the table, with the area between your wrists and elbows resting lightly on ...

... in cases like that. Thereīs a great place here that we hang out sometimes--called Rock&Fellerīs. Itīs a pub with lots of cool tables with the beer taps right on the tables. They have good food there, and way overpriced drinks. But the atmosphere is nicer than a lot of the clubs here. A bit of history: a while ago, in the 70s, the government was very corrupt in Argentina, and many young citizens began to protest against the ...

... but I was not too sure on the etiquette of that and how to go about and as him! So I just said goodbye and burned him to memory! Then I headed to the bus station to try and get nearer to Argentina. The bus was to another non-descript town in Uruguay from where I was to catch a bus to Argentina via an open border, hopefully!! The bus ride though Uruguay was cool, the country was very flat and very green, the whole country has a very backward rural feel to it and was all so ...

... day in the sun, wathcing the birds in Parque Independencia, we decided to check out supposedly the biggest nightclub in south America - Madame. It sure is BIG!! There is space for 7.000 people and on friday night, there weren't much less people there! It was absolutely crazy!! After Cordoba, where it is more a student type of partying, this was a different experience ...

... there is a factory in Rosario that just spits em out, 5`5", 120 lbs, dark long hair, short jean skirt, nice ass, nice jacks and a lovely face. I mean every ****ing one of them. I honestly can`t believe what I am seeing. It reminds me of the ****ing cheerleaders from Wichita State, except there are hundreds of them as opposed to 3. It`s quite overwhelming and I don`t know where to begin so I don`t really begin anywhere. I mean, even the ugly chicks ...

... anywhere with spaces didn't have wifi and because Amy was having her party at home that day I wanted to call using our webcam. After a few stressful taxi rides across town we ended up in a very nice hotel that was slightly on the pricey side but completely worth every penny if only for the pool and solarium on the top floor which meant we barely left the hotel in the following 2 days making full use of all facilities. I managed to ...

... in Spanish, and we'll have to leave it to the ages whether he was explaining his absence or telling us off for waking him. We smiled and went to bed. Not wanting to repeat our overlong march on the road to the bus station, we caught a speedy city-bus out there in the morning and got a ticket back to Buenos Aires a day earlier than planned. Rosario was a bit less charming in person that it had appeared in the guidebook, and anyway, we were impatient to experience Uruguay.