call it having an itchy backside

and risk sounding like my mom.

i've decided to switch blog hosts. just to see what it's like. check out the rest of my life at: 1xf00.wordpress.com

in the meantime, if you're thinking of traveling, let me try and talk you into heading south. like singapore or new zealand.

iguazu falls and evita

instead of being lazy bums and sticking around buenos aires for the rest of our time in south america, we finally were motivated enough to get tickets to the falls. it was HOT, let me tell you. iguazu was as spectacular as people had told us. tons of water gushing everywhere, downwards.

at the hostel we stayed in, we shared a room with 2 kids from holland and another from canada whom we quickly became buds with. on our last day at puerto iguazu, she talked us into hopping the border to paraguay to shop for cheap electronics. why not? it turned out to be an exciting day with no mishaps (paraguay is supposedly known to be unsafe for the foreigners). she got what she went there for, an mp3 player, and we got a hammock and katherine got a cute sundress. we were even in brazil for a bizarre minute without getting stamped in or out. success!













we´re back in buenos aires now and are just hanging out till wednesday. doing some last minute shopping and touring. we just visited the recoleta cemetery where evita is buried. lots of other famous people are buried there too. but probably no one as fabulous as evita.

patience and the asian harmony theory

crap, dirtballs. i don´t think i was born with it. and this is why i think so. since arriving in south america, i´ve been stared at, pointed at and also hollered at in kung-fu language. i´m still in the midst of learning kung-fu-ese so i can´t really explain how it sounds like. well, that´s not true. kung-fu-ese, to me, sounds like the noise jackie chan makes sometimes in his movies. or chow yun-fat. or jet li. take your pick. they look the same to me.

anyways, getting hollered at in kung-fu language was bugging me. it´s funny the first time, maybe. and even then, it´s still inappropriate. but after the 20th time (4 times that day we spent in san rafael), i thought this was getting ridiculous. we arrived in puerto madryn a few days ago and on our way to the hostel, we got hollered at again. i guess this time was relatively acceptable. the kids were yelling at us in english. but, i was slightly crabby after an 18 hour bus ride and decided to take some action. so i turned around and flicked them off. i´m not sure if they were familiar with the international sign for ´leave me the hell alone or i will punch you in the face´ or if they didn´t see it but they just continued waving and screaming and walking to wherever it was they were walking. but then it occurred to me - did i really just flick off some 10 year olds? yes, i think i just did.

perito moreno

it took us so long to get there (approx 30 hours), i figured it was good to take at least a few photos...the glacier was pretty amazing once we arrived. a little cold, as one would expect, but it was a sight to behold. we saw some chunks fall off the side of the glacier and the sounds associated with that action was incredible.