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Dernière journée de Pierre à BA
... qui a poussé Pierre vers la porte...
Pendant qu'il faisait la sieste, je lui ai mis la musique de "The Mission" et il m'a effectivement confié au réveil qu'il ne comprenait pas que la voisine du haut écoute ce genre de musique que lui apprécie beaucoup ! ...
Ensuite, je lui ai bien sûr servi K.D. Lang et son dernier CD "Recollection" avec ce que je juge être la plus belle version "ever" de "Hallelujah" (la nouvelle version sur le disque ...
A Bump in the Flight
... car. After going through a couple of yellows, and one or two reds (although
Roy refused to make an illegal U-turn) we get to Petco, buy the correct crate,
come back to JFK, back to John and Val and immediately start assembling Val’s
new temporary home. We re-tape the carefully written, bilingual instructions to
the new crate as a clerk takes my passport and starts to check me in.
My heart once again beats faster and my palms ...
LAST STOP, BUENOS AIRES!!!!!!!
... evening. I have learned alot about life, people, and have grown as a person, mentally, and spiritually. I embrace the new chapter awaiting me in Australia! but for now, I eat steak and drink red wine!!
It feels a bit surreal, but theres no better way to spend my last night as a backpacker other than eating MORE STEAK! We pick up Charlotte and meet my friend Facundo in Palermo to eat at the best restaurant in the area, Its 11pm, and the hour wait ...
Habla Ingles? Anyone?
... 6 miles the next day around the river front of Montevideo around to the more upmarket beach side district of Pochitas. On the way home we walked through one of the roughest barrios where a tango club we had seen advertised was situated called Fun, Fun, Fun. Judging by the neighbourhood, a more appropriate title would have been Run, Run, Run. We met a relative of some friends and had dinner the next day and started on champagne and wine at midday. Melissa and I carried on and, an ...
Adios Buenos Aires!
... go. Ever.
For the record, this guy returned every last article. Smelling much better than when I left them with him. Perfect gentleman. Hehe.
Over the last week or so, it has become pressingly apparent to me how white I've become. Yes, I realize I live in Canada and no, I'm not a guidette. But as a flight attendant, who thinks I am simply nicer looking when I am bronzed, I bid Cancun overnights. (Of course that has nothing to do with my love for a ...