the life of a traveler

i have learned something interesting.

there is this whole weird traveler sub-culture. it consists of random connections, locutorios, hostel connoisseurs, cross continental buses and wild "why-the-heck-not" sort of plans.

another part of this world is "temporary best friendship," as i call it. right now, my two best friends in the world consist of individuals i have not known longer than a week. amanda, for example, is from holland and the two of us are like college freshmen girls, attached at the hip, asking each other "where are we going to eat tonight," and borrowing each others' clothes.

shawn is from the US, and the two of us bicker like brother and sister. amanda met him somewhere in cordoba or mendoza, i dont know, and the two have been traveling together ever since. now i am joining the little group, and who knows what is going to happen next.

last night, over pasta at "las vacas gordas" restaurant down the street, amanda shouted, "hey, do you want to go hitchhiking back to buenos aires with shawn and i?"

sounds like a plan. haha. oh what is my life right now. so funny.

words / concepts of the day:

locutorios: a little shop with phones and computers for internet, perfect for travelers and those without cell phones or internet. in most of south america, its ridiculously cheap. $1 usd per hour, at the most.
youth hostels: okay, i am sure you know what a youth hostel is. you pay a little bit to sleep in a dorm bunk bed. but in south america, these hostels go all out to compete for customers. they will have patios, barbeques, laundry rooms, pools and many have a full bar for the kids. a lot of people get addicted to hostel life and end up living in them for weeks or even months.