I go shopping - real cool
Trip Start
Oct 19, 2007
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Trip End
Ongoing
Jan 27
I feel like shit still and my throat is competely fucked. I head back to Buenos and my hostel and I pray that my package has arrived and when I find out upon my return that it hasn`t I realize I need to do some shopping at there is a lot of shit I need for Patagonia. But I`m too fucked to do anything right now. I just lay around at the hostel and I notice that the Transformers movie has made it`s way to SA as I see an advertisement for it. This makes me think that women were the original transformers. I mean sure, they are all nice and sweet 1 minute and then you don`t come home for a few days and when you do you reek of booze and the linging aroma of sex and then they Transform into real bitches. I come up with another Yo Mamma joke, not that good, but remember I feel like Axl Rose after a 4 day heroin binge. Here it is..............Yo mamma`s ass is like Walmart, humongous, cheap and full of shit. I can barely eat right now my throat is so swelled up and it hurts to swallow just like it does for some chicks, but I don`t like to do that, shutup and just do it like Nike, if you loved me you would. I wonder if I have strep or the frequently diagnosed Bradley ailment, the dreaded tonsilitis. I try to sleep but I can`t because my mouth keeps filling up with phlegm and other crap. I go to the pharmacy hoping that I can score some penicilin (it`s not like the US, you don`t need a prescription to get penicilin) but all the dude gives me is some throat louzenges that contain antibiotics, well at least they gots real medicine and shit in em. I walk back at like 1am and it`s pouring down raining, perfect. Then some dude with an umbrella is walking towards me and he insists on walking under the overhangs. Hey fuckoff, you have an umbrella, you don`t need the overhangs. God I hate this guy. People who have umbrellas but insist on walking under overhangs to the plight of those who don`t should be strung and quartered, seriously. I`d like to take a closed umbrella to people like this and shove it up their urethra and then open the fucking thing.
Jan 28
I go buy a bus ticket to Puerto Madryn. People think you have so much time on your hands since you don`t work but you really don`t. There is always something to see, something to do or something you need to figure out. I have to study up and figure out which route I`m going to take South. Whichever way I take I either miss out on something or backtrack or zigzag across the country. Argentina is too big to see it all so you have to sort of pick and choose based on what you know and what you think you will like the best. But the worst part is, whatever you skip you will always wonder what you missed. So this taxes my feeble brain for awhile and then I have to take 2 subway lines and walk for a bit to the bus station. I find a company who goes to Puerto Madryn but I have to wait in line and then after I find out the cost, I have to decide if it pays to bargain shop. It usually doesn`t and I hardly ever do as most of the bus companies charge approximately the same but somtimes a company will have a special and some buses are much more comfortable than others. I leave the bus station and then I have to get some food. After eating I now have to buy a bunch of shit since my package is obviously held up in customs or was stolen. I need a winter jacket, gloves, a winter hat, sweater, long sleeve t-shirt, and some sort of ski pants or workout pants. Now in the US, this is no big deal, but here when you don`t exactly know where to go to get all this shit it can take some time. I find a mountain/outdoor store and I buy a coat with a fleece liner that can be detached and worn separtely which is pimp since I don`t need a sweater now. That`s 2 for 1 shopping right there. I buy a map of Patagonia and I head back to the hostel. I just wasted 8 hours. That was my day and the worst part is I still feel like someone poured acid down my throat and then made me drink lemon juice. I end up getting 2 cold sores and now I`m really salty at life. As I am going to bed I notice I get 2 more and I fucking just want to cut off my lips with my fucking knife. I am not having a good time right now. I sleep like complete shit and I feel like punching stuff or better yet humans.
Fin
I feel like shit still and my throat is competely fucked. I head back to Buenos and my hostel and I pray that my package has arrived and when I find out upon my return that it hasn`t I realize I need to do some shopping at there is a lot of shit I need for Patagonia. But I`m too fucked to do anything right now. I just lay around at the hostel and I notice that the Transformers movie has made it`s way to SA as I see an advertisement for it. This makes me think that women were the original transformers. I mean sure, they are all nice and sweet 1 minute and then you don`t come home for a few days and when you do you reek of booze and the linging aroma of sex and then they Transform into real bitches. I come up with another Yo Mamma joke, not that good, but remember I feel like Axl Rose after a 4 day heroin binge. Here it is..............Yo mamma`s ass is like Walmart, humongous, cheap and full of shit. I can barely eat right now my throat is so swelled up and it hurts to swallow just like it does for some chicks, but I don`t like to do that, shutup and just do it like Nike, if you loved me you would. I wonder if I have strep or the frequently diagnosed Bradley ailment, the dreaded tonsilitis. I try to sleep but I can`t because my mouth keeps filling up with phlegm and other crap. I go to the pharmacy hoping that I can score some penicilin (it`s not like the US, you don`t need a prescription to get penicilin) but all the dude gives me is some throat louzenges that contain antibiotics, well at least they gots real medicine and shit in em. I walk back at like 1am and it`s pouring down raining, perfect. Then some dude with an umbrella is walking towards me and he insists on walking under the overhangs. Hey fuckoff, you have an umbrella, you don`t need the overhangs. God I hate this guy. People who have umbrellas but insist on walking under overhangs to the plight of those who don`t should be strung and quartered, seriously. I`d like to take a closed umbrella to people like this and shove it up their urethra and then open the fucking thing.
Jan 28
I go buy a bus ticket to Puerto Madryn. People think you have so much time on your hands since you don`t work but you really don`t. There is always something to see, something to do or something you need to figure out. I have to study up and figure out which route I`m going to take South. Whichever way I take I either miss out on something or backtrack or zigzag across the country. Argentina is too big to see it all so you have to sort of pick and choose based on what you know and what you think you will like the best. But the worst part is, whatever you skip you will always wonder what you missed. So this taxes my feeble brain for awhile and then I have to take 2 subway lines and walk for a bit to the bus station. I find a company who goes to Puerto Madryn but I have to wait in line and then after I find out the cost, I have to decide if it pays to bargain shop. It usually doesn`t and I hardly ever do as most of the bus companies charge approximately the same but somtimes a company will have a special and some buses are much more comfortable than others. I leave the bus station and then I have to get some food. After eating I now have to buy a bunch of shit since my package is obviously held up in customs or was stolen. I need a winter jacket, gloves, a winter hat, sweater, long sleeve t-shirt, and some sort of ski pants or workout pants. Now in the US, this is no big deal, but here when you don`t exactly know where to go to get all this shit it can take some time. I find a mountain/outdoor store and I buy a coat with a fleece liner that can be detached and worn separtely which is pimp since I don`t need a sweater now. That`s 2 for 1 shopping right there. I buy a map of Patagonia and I head back to the hostel. I just wasted 8 hours. That was my day and the worst part is I still feel like someone poured acid down my throat and then made me drink lemon juice. I end up getting 2 cold sores and now I`m really salty at life. As I am going to bed I notice I get 2 more and I fucking just want to cut off my lips with my fucking knife. I am not having a good time right now. I sleep like complete shit and I feel like punching stuff or better yet humans.
Fin

