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Travel Blogs from Cordoba
... is a whole different ball game. There are parts of me everyday that want to go home, and then there are parts of my life here that make me never want to return. The people here and at home are huge factors in both of these. Seeing that I have 54 days until I arrive back in Jackson Hole, WY-O I know I need to keep learning ,noticing and thinking. And of course practicing spanish.
If you got to the end of this, you're a trooper.
A storm blew in today. I got a few things done around town before it really started to rain. Used most of my day to catch up on this blog. I don't know if I'm just a slow worker or what (my teachers always said I was kind of slow....) but I'm forever behind on the blog. It seems to take a lot of time.
The hotel let me sit in ...
... guitar, if that makes since!
Half 4 we left, Broc nicely on it + the singing + music was still in
full swing! Was really good to see traditional Argentina!
We were off to Salta the next day, but our bus was a night bus! We
checked out of the hostel but left our bags there, instead of having to
carry them around for the day! Our bus wasn`t until 8pm so we had the
full day to pass! The pair of us were wrecked, so we spotted a cinema + ...
... to lurch the car forward inch by inch, eventually cutting off the flow of Argentines and out into the street, where I promptly took first gear to its highest RPM before changing into second.
Difficulty in getting out of the city was compounded by the fact that the GPS we had rented for fifty pesos was not functioning. In between laughing at the shaking car, the ridiculously high-revving engine, and the sweat forming on my brow, Jessica had to navigate ...
... off the strings of the guitar and breathing in the relaxation of a wonderful experience.
After lunch we wandered the city some more and got ourselves on a tour of the Jesuit built university and church, one of the oldest in South America. We then took ourselves back to enjoy the comfort of the hotel, chilling out on the rooftop terrace with the aforementioned glasses of vino before heading out for a classic Argentinian steak and red wine dinner.