Monday, September 05, 2005

Arrival in Buenos Aires

My first two days were a little difficult. After over 24 hours of flying, I got a cheap hotel in Buenos Aires. If you like cities, I´m sure it would be a fantastic city but it was a bit too much for me. There are about 13 million people there, and the streets were very crowded. Ironicly, it was the worest air I have ever experienced, worse than being at Syncrude. The only thing that I really like was watching a man who was about 60 dancing the tango with young, beautiful girls. They improvised, each time and it was really cool, about half the time their noses were touching as they did all kinds of moves. One time the girl kissed the man fast and hard. He jumped back and uses a kleenex from his pocket to wipe off the lipstick, all to the music of course.

I found out the buses to Mendoza left at night, and lasted 14 hours. The busses here are superior to Canadian busses. They have two levels, and in first class, you get a chair that fully reclines into a bed. A person could do well with these buses in Canada. I went back to the hotel , packed my stuff and got the hell out of the big city.

Unfortunatly I was too late for first class, and had another crappy night of sleep on a 14 hour bus ride. As soon as I got off the bus, a young guy with dreads (the only dreads I´ve seen) asked me if I wanted a hostel. Tired, I said yeas right away, and he took me to a hostel in Mendoza. I like Mendoza. The weather here is perfect. It almost never rains, but the city is irrigated by water and is like an oasis in sage country.

Argentina seems more like europe than latin america. I haven´t seen much poverty and most of the people are of Spanish or Italian decent. I think they killed almost all of the indians here as I have only seem maybe 5 and people have relativly fair skin.

Tommorow is my first day of skiing. I forget the name of the hill. It´s a smaller hill, 3 hours away. The day after, I will travel to Malague to ski Los Lenas. It´s an expensive resort, but it´s supposed to be good. After that, I will go to Chile, maybe ski for a day and then I will bus or fly over the desert to Bolivia or Peru.

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