This entry sucks
Trip Start
Oct 19, 2007
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Trip End
Ongoing
Buenos Aires,
Argentina
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Wake up feeling a bit better but these cold sores are driving me mad. I fucking want to throw myself out of a window into the path of an oncoming freight train. I can`t stand this shit, I want to fucking kill someone and I fucking hate everything. These things are enough to drive you insane. Ok, Ok, calm down, chill, chill. As Morgan Freeman said once, get busy living or get busy dying. Ok, so I may be sick and I may have the worst cold sore infection of my life but I need to get moving and I have a lot of shit to accomplish because I have to remember that I will eventually feel better and these cold sores will eventually go away. I feel a bit like the guys in Slaughter House 5. Yes they were captives and their lives sucked for the moment, but they still maintained a daily routine because they knew if they didn`t they would wither away. They worked out everyday, they cleaned their quarters and themselves everyday, they wrote plays and basically they did whatever they could do in order to trick themselves into thinking they were leading a normal existence. Ok, my situation isn`t quite as drastic but right now it feels that way. I do 250 pushups and some crunches, ok, good start, take a shower and hit up an internet store in order to figure out where I can get the rest of the crap I need around here. I find a mall and basically I get all the rest of the clothing I need and I start to feel much better about life. Funny how accomplishments can change your mood so drastically. I start to joke to myself while walking around the mall that it would be hilarious if some other backpacker who was writing a blog saw me and wrote, "I saw some tall gringo today in a mall with like 4 sores around his mouth, what the fuck, did he just eat out a chick with a brillo pad for a pussy". This actually cracks me up and I hope someone writes this, if I saw me I sure would, wait, I just did. Ok, I just have to make as much fun of myself as possible and take it all in stride. I mean it is my own fault, that`s what I get for trying to drink a distillery. Funny thing about malls in BA, there are more clothing stores for guys than chicks, I swear. Dudes in BA are all preppy little narcissitic pretty boys. In Brazil you have bad asses and tough fuckers who have lived a rough life, here wimpy little long haired J Crew wanna be models.
A bad thing about hostels is that when you are sick and all you want to do is be by yourself and just relax it`s really tough to do. It`s almost impossible to avoid people. It`s really bad when all the girls want a kiss on the cheek when they see you in the morning and you tell them you can`t because you are sick and then they just think you are an asshole. I was a bit worried all the shit wouldn`t fit into my bag but it does, barely, and now I`m starting to get psyched because in a couple of days I`ll be off to Patagonia and the second aspect of my trip will begin (remember that my first part of my trip was going to be beaches and partying and the second part was going to be geared towards sight seeing). I can`t wait now that I have everything I need (or so I think) to witness some of the most enchanting and pristine natural wonders on earth. I go watch a movie at the mall later on which sucked ass "National Treasure 2", please don`t ever go see this, it`s one of the worst movies ever made, right up there with "When the Psychotic Blob Attacks 3". After the movie I head to the food court which has like 20 restaurants and none of them have a line except of course McDonalds which has like 20 people waiting. Unbelievable, anywhere you go in the world you can be sure that the local McDonalds will have a line.
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