After the final hard days in Peru, being ill and having to endure two long 6-8 hour night bus journeys to Puno brought the Peruvian part of the adventure to a weak end. In the last few days i was unable to eat and on the floating island tour at beautiful lake Titicaca i spent more money paying for the toilet than enjoying the views. It seemed my trousers had got to big and my stomach and appetite shrunk for all the wrong reasons.
But onward and upward i reached Argentina... Hola Buenos Aires!
I flew out of Lima at 11.25pm and landed in BA at 6am. I had been up for almost 24 hours at this point and went to get the coach transfer to Millhouse hostel. Over the past two weeks Shelley and i had heard loads about this place...and when i arrived the stories were confirmed. This was the party hostel. I arrived at 8am but couldn´t check in to a room until 2pm so a few hours were there to be killed. First impressions weren´t all that when i had a bunch of Aussie guys asking all sorts of silly questions and talking about Bristol cities...
But within the hour i met a few girls and ended up going for coffee and a wonder through the big city. It was nice to be somewhere bustling again and i felt quite excited about this place. There are tons of beautiful, old, colonial style buildings towering the streets, with trees nicely aligned and the noise of traffic that fills any major city. Last night i ended up in some amazing student accomodation where i had been invited by a couple of girls who would be studying spanish there for a month. They snuck me and another British girl into the building as non spanish students aren´t allowed in. It was nice to be somewhere quiet and have a home cooked meal of pasta and cheese. The hallways were very grand with chandelliers hanging, and although the rooms felt quite dark there was a nice feel about the place. It beat my dorm which was home to myself, and a few young boys for the next few nights. After the food, a big beer and a Cuba Libre at the bar it was time for me to head to bed. I think my lack of food over the few days and sleep meant i was still in a bit of a bad way and i was sick...again! ´
My room at the hostel has two balconies overlooking the main road. The noise from the traffic woke me about 9.30am ... longest lie in yet! In the afternoon i went to the ´Cementario de la Recoleta´ which is the cemetary where Evita is buried. I haven´t seen a burial site like this before. Rather than people being buried in the ground there are grand tombs for people. You are able to see the coffins and it is almost like a village of the dead. Some of the statues and tombs were unbelievable. Quite a moving place even though a little morbid.
This evening i had my first Argentinian steak which was delicioso and i couldn´t quite finish it. The only unfortunate event was that whilst myself and two other girls finished up our dinner a group of kids came over wanting our left overs. They weren´t very nice and actually grabbed the food from the plates. Tomorrow i have a busy day planned with shopping in the Palermo area and a graffiti tour....
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