I'm gonna live till i die

Trip Start Oct 01, 2006
Trip End Ongoing

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Flag of Argentina  , Capital Federal District,
Monday, September 8, 2008

So after a couple of weeks back at what I now call home I was recharged and back on the road again.. I nearly didn't make it out of Jamaica alive though. The bus to Kingston wasn't running so had to opt for the notoriously fast titchy cars that run the ochi-spanish town route.. my driver was some hyped up 20 year old with a heavy right foot.. It wasn't looking good from the start as he was overtaking uphil on the blind corners of Fern Gully, constanlty hitting the side mirror on sugar cane and hitting the curb on one corner.. justice was sweetly served as on taking a long sweeping uphill corner just past Moneague, the car understeered and hit the well placed bank, which stopped us heading down a steep valley, and left him with a large bill to fix his front end and nearside wheel and maybe driveshaft.. The cheeky git tried to ask for the fare too..

Everything went great for me and the flights to Argentina.. I even got a free lift from the airport into Buenos Aires after I got chatting to the guy next to me on the flight.. I was feeling excited to be in a new city, with the fresh and crisp winter air hitting my face that I haven't felt for years.. since I'd been in and around the Caribbean for so long I can remember only that on top of Blue Mountain in Jamaica and San Cristobal in Mexico was the only times I've been cold, before that it would have been early 2006..

A short walk through the early morning commuters led me to a sixth floor 'Hostel Estoril', a nice place costing 45 pesos that included some strange small add on charges for checking in and out?!.. They also have a secret third floor just for Israelis, I'm sure at a cheaper rate due to the shrewd dealings of the Israeli backpacker collective.. I may have blogged this before but they get a lot of flak because they keep to themselves in a group but when you get a single Israeli traveling on their own they are one of the best and fun to be around.. Also alot of people judge them wrong about how they are always bargaining, but this is one of the best skills that backpacker can have, and where they get my upmost respect as a fellow traveller, to sum it up, the rest of us with few exceptions are treated and sure act as mugs by the locals that work on the tourist trails..

So on my first night in BA it would be wrong not to sample the nightlife here, I was invited out by my Iranian American comrade Hodad for the well known drumming session that goes on on the Mondays.. It was packed to rim with indie, hippy and grungy backpackers.. My highlight was the three nutters who had no rhythm on the dancefloor but were making a go of it anyway.. I'll find the video and upload it soon.. Like always I don't know when to stop drinking, very pissed I manage to get a taxi to the hostel and way overpaid (10x) the driver with $US by getting the exchange the wrong way round.. The hangover in the morning was terrible, and scared me away from argentine beer for a long time..

During the days I just wandered the city from end to end.. It reminds me of London with a sprinkle of rome or paris.. A few months back I met up with the argentine proffesional skateboarder Mariano Gonzales and stumbled upon his local skateshop and friends in the bond street galleria, unfortunalty I didn't have time to meet up again nor the money to pay for the overpriced decks that argentine skaters have to put up with. I really wish I'd brought my deck with me as the town (and the rest if argentina and chile) has such a lot to do with it, aaargh, never mind... I also sneaked in my nerd vice at the planeterium, the displays were all in Spanish but could follow as I think it was just some basic talk for kids about what is in the solar system with just a couple of easy constallations displayed on the ceiling.

The last thing I did was joined the herd and go to visit Eva Perons tomb, what a load of rubbish cemetries are.. They spend so much money on these dead familes for what? I dont think anyone cares after a couple of generations unless you were famous.. my lasting legacy will be my children and if I become famous for any bizare reason will not be constructing a huge houselike tomb anywhere..

I hadn't had enough of BA but got itchy feet so wanted to move on south, I found a great deal with LADE.com.ar who flee via Urshuaia for 435 pesos..

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scottwoz on

One chill in over two years ain't that bad old bud. You're doing well. As for that twat's heavy right foot..

Glad you're ok..

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