Hotel Garden Rosario

jarrive en urugay, a rosario a 3h30 du matin alors que javais compris 6h30, dc je poirote ds le terminal de bus en attdt aue le jr se levem cest long ms heureusemtn y a plein de mde dc cest pas flippant, je me peux me pointer a hotel car cest un petit hotel qui doit etre ferme duramnt la nuit... dc jattds et des aue le jr se leve hje file prdre un bus et je sonne alinterhone, elle ne daigne meme pas ouvrir la porte et ne ditr que cest plein basta!!!! jai les boules!!!! je ...

... the war.<br><br>The next day I was talking to the receptionist in the hostel about various stuff and she (not me) strayed onto British politics. Really interesting as she thought Tony Blair was still pulling Gordon Brown's strings! I´m sure Gordon wouldn´t be impressed. When the name "Thatcher" popped up it was like someone was talking about the devil. A large smile came across her face however when I told her my Dad felt exactly the same way but for slightly different reasons!<br ...

So I walk a lot here. I see a lot of really strange things here. I also have this friend, and her name is Samantha. Sammie. We walk around together. A lot. Thankfully, she´s always there when strange things happen. Here are some unsolved mysteries: 1. We were sitting at the Bajo Cero (literally translated, ¨below zero¨) ice cream place. We eat a lot of ice cream here. We were sitting outside, basking in the sun, enjoying our ice ...

... lemon meringue, strawberry, etc. etc). Be jealous. It´s great. I´m not going to attempt modesty when raving about my food here. Sitting at the dinner table is something different too. I´m learning to eat with a fork and knife. Sounds funny, right? But people eat really differently here. And it´s 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 ...

... here are pretty good. My first night here, my mother Nélida made chicken and sweet potatoes. Everything she cooks is very healthy, but VERY good and tasty! Lucky Melanie. On Thursday night, she made milanesa-- an Italian dish (my family here is very Italiano... as much of the culture seems to be... to me, anyway). Milanesa reminds me of wiener schnitzel-- she took carne (beef) and pounded it thin, and then dipped it in some egg mixture with ...

... then had to go and stay in the only hotel in the whole town and pay a stupid amount of money for a bare windowless room! Gutted!! However, in the beautiful light of the morning I saw that the hotel was actually a really pretty one with a huge open courtyard and lovely staff. The town itself was really pretty too, with lots of pastel colored buildings, nice squares and old theaters and great waterfront! A bonus was that there was no other backpackers here, although maybe they ...

... guys ordering bottles, girls dancing around... not bad, not bad. The funny thing happened, when we wanted to get a taxi to go home: we were flagging them down for 20min and had no luck! In Rosario, taxis in the night turn off their lights, so that it is harder to spot them and THEY choose their customers. Obvouisly, we as a couple were second on the list - all the ...

... are good looking. It`s funny, I`ve read some travel websites since being here about Rosario where people posted comments and I`ve found a bunch of posts from guys all stating the same thing. I meet 5 Israeli dudes at the hostel and they give me dinner and beer which was awesome as the one dude is a good cook and any beer is good especially free beer (Isreali`s are really generous but at the same time they are extremely cheap, hard to explain, but it`s ...

... to Amy and saw other people from home which was good. Graham and I carried on drinking the whole time the party was on at home, it wasnt quite as fun as being there but we were very happy with our hotel suite. The first night we went for a posh cheap meal at La Estancia where we got served by a very eccentric man who loved our wine choice. The next night I was incredibly sunburnt so we got a cheapo chinese take away to eat in bed. yum.

... 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.