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At least in Chile people usually stop at zebra crossings,
where in Argentina they are allowed to fade to nothing and you cannot rely on
anyone to stop, even in a slow moving queue of cars. Conversely, every tiny
town in Argentina has a big bright shiny freshly painted casino!
Back to the very boring 6 hour bus ride to Neuquen, followed
by a similar 2 hour wait there for the bus to Mar del ...
... right to visit again. The night we arrived we were greeted by Michelle and Sam, who took us out to a bar and dinner. We experienced the best of Argentine meat or not.... Stomach lining didn't suit our taste buds!!
The rest of our time spent in MDP (4 days) involved becoming a part of the community. Michelle was fab and showed us around, suggesting good local places to eat, she also got us involved in a tango class!! It ...
... so I thought it was going to be stupid expensive. I was very surprised when it cost half the price of my last one! I got my ticket and waiting for my bus. As I waited for my backpack to be loaded on the bus I realized I wasn't nervous anymore. Normally on travel days I am terribly nervous and miserable, but today I felt fine! My observations: You don't have to speak the same language to make friends; Befriending a South American who speaks small amount of English is gonna be my best ...
... some other tourist **** and sat at the beach in the sun for most of the day. I got home around 7 and no one was around so, I headed up to my room to edit my journal and watch The Good Wife. I realized I should have tried to get the bus tonight, but one more good nights rest will do me well. My observations: I have meant to write this everyday but always forget. The male runners are generally very sexy, they even wear short running shorts. ...
... tomorrow. The wifi in my room sucks, so I went downstairs to the common area to search for my next plan. I didn't get much done before this group of girls from Argentina started talking to me. Two of them spoke decently English. The most talkative and friendly one however, did not. After chatting they shared some of there traditional 'tea' with me and invited me out for dinner. Dinner plans changed into going for beers at a craft bar I saw earlier. So the 6 of us and Nacho went ...