The blog is not finished! But after the Theft (yes, capital letters), the want/need to update the blog took second fiddle to dealing with the Theft and just finishing the trip sans computer. Since being home, it's been hard to get that motivation to complete it. But I will. Ever so slowly. Please be patient!
Showing posts with label Mendoza. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mendoza. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Days 96-98, Madness in Mendoza

The following takes places between Thursday, March 3 and Saturday, March 5, 2011

Mendoza, Argentina. If it is famous for only one thing, then it’s because of the wine. Mendoza sits in the middle of one of the most productive wine regions in Argentina. They account for over 50% of the wines produced in the entire country. Travelers come to this small city for the specific purpose of checking out the wineries and scoring some free and/or cheap wine.

In reality, there’s actually quite a bit more to do in the area besides drinking copious amounts of amazing red and white wine. The hostel I was at made this fact known quite well with a huge wall covered with different activities available every day. However, I also learned one con to doing a trip “on the fly” while in Mendoza which affected my entire visit to the city.

Sunday, March 13, 2011

Day 94-95, Vistas and Views

The following takes place on Tuesday, March 1 and Wednesday, March 2, 2011

The night before was an amazing time, one of the best nights I’ve ever had to be honest. It was definitely sad to say goodbye to Ben and to know that in one more day I’ll be the one saying goodbye. But what a way to send him off! And for those that are curious about the “incident” with the guard at the India Embassy. 3am, as we were walking by, the girls all decided they needed a cigarette and bummed a light off of the guard. Then Ben thought it would be a hell of an idea if he took his belt off and take turns wacking us all on the ass with it while the guard took photos.

Yeah. We were drunk.

I woke up with Stefan packing up his stuff as his girlfriend from back in Brazil was supposed to be arriving that afternoon and they had booked a different hotel to spend time together. Another hard goodbye was had as I watched him leave the hostel. That left myself, Erin, and Kasandra of the original five still in the hostel.