Hotel Vina De Italia Cordoba

... some refuge in cheap wine and the fact the next hostel (which I called this morning from the bus station) is owned by a lovely English man who has a pool and a love of wine.... what I haven't told Rob is there is no room for us until Friday evening and we have to sleep in a hammock tomorrow! there is a safe place for our luggage, assuming it hasn't been stolen already from the bus station : )

... rescue again, I was still tired from all the flying! Got back to the dorm to find some girl kipping hard to our annoyance, meant we had to creep around without light, and then to top it off she snored and talked in her sleep all night, so slept poorly. Could´t even understand what she was saying and laugh about it because she was Austrian, a professional equestrian no less, here to play polo.<br>After all that we decided to get going the next morning. We came here for the ...

... our usual munchy-bag filled with sweets, biscuits and the new corner stone of our diet, cereal bars!! So trying to fit all this baggage and 3 bodies into what was comparable to a 1986 Fiat Panda was quite the task. So, with a backpack in the front, one in the boot with some of the other girls bags, the rest of the bags between the other girl and me with Miriam sitting on my knee, we sped off in this mechanical abomination, that cut out anytime the driver ...

... deur klaar en als beloning kwam de broer van Carlos in zijn zeilbootje aanmeren. We gingen heerlijk een stukje varen op het San Roque meer. Goed geregeld Carlos! Afgezien van het feit dat we vlak na de start al 15 cm van het dek onder de waterspiegel zagen verdwijnen (wat snel door de kapitein gecorrigeerd werd) was het een heerlijke afwisseling. Echt gaaf hoe zo´n boot als door het water snijdt. De nacht hebben we buiten onder het muskietennet doorgebracht ...

... still on 8:40am, we realisedf we could have an unhurried moring and enjoy the hotel breakfast. Lorraine went to shower and I switched the TV on, flicking through the channels I stopped on one of the many news channels, and it took me a while to realise that the time on the TV was showing 09:45am, it then took me a few moments more to realise that as we were now in Cordoba the time was 1 hour ahead of Mendoza . . . . within a few seconds I realised we wouldn´t be having the relaxed ...

... the warm weather I took a trip to C&amp;A (yes, C&amp;A is alive and kicking in South America, I have saved a plastic bag!) and bought some shorts and flip-flops. THE brand to buy is Havaianas http://www.havaianas.com.br/, everyone has them. And now I do too. I´m also on the hunt for the most ridiculous t-short slogan: the Argentinians are really keen on their English slogans but some of them are so bad. The ...

... are so powerful. I think we got to hear them like half an hour before we got to the big one, called Garganta del Diablo. We got to hang out there, so close to the fall for like half an hour, got completely wet and even so never wanted to leave. After that we had dinner at the park. open Buffet....so good, all those meats The second day we did the Great adventure. Got a tour of the jungle and then went with the boat really close to one of the falls. We almost ...

... called over another cop, then the boss, showed them the goods. They asked for my ID. I only had a photocopy of my passport which they weren't thrilled about. 'Why am I not carrying my passport? Its illegal to not have it on me.' Seeing that my wallet was empty, they handed my wallet, phone and ID to another cop at the door and then took me for a walk from the entrance to the darker and empty street corner ...

... her 44 minutes to accomplish this feat... but hats off to her for trying ay. We then write the address on the box and give it to the man behind the desk and if it never reaches it's destination i just don't care anymore. We also used the spare time to catch up on a few workouts that we have been sorely missing out on. We go the roof and construct a little bench with bricks and planks of wood and create some dumbbells out of our packs, as well as our ...

... meditate. On this particular day I had the luck to share the entire mountain with only two other people (there is a logbook at the front to keep track of lost hikers). When not hiking and exploring I spent a lot of time hanging out by the river reading Marco Polo{s Travels and thinking about my travel plan. The day before I left Carola cooked the three us of steak and barbecued eggplant. I departed feeling relaxed and centered, ready to head back to gringo territory.