2 horny new zealanders, 1 piece of a hostel, 8 stolen medialunas, 3 buggies, 3 días en uruguay

time for an emergency blog post, i haven't written anything in about a decade to the increased amount of work/studying/paper writing/reading that has been occurring. but this weekend was one for the books, or in this case the blogs, so let's begin.

stayed in buenos aires til friday morning, 6 am. didn't want to skip my uba class because we only have one more left...it was pretty useless but we watched apocalypse now and i got some reading done so woohoo. then at 6 am, legit the crack of down I met molly at the buquebus station to get on our fab ferry to uruguay. the boat is hilarious it's a cross between a cruise ship/airplane if that makes anysense. we arrive in montevideo, ugliest city in the world? then we get on a bus to punta del este and arrive, scarf down dos empanadas each and meet up with orly, olivia, emily, and lissy on the beach. the weather was beautiful, rocking a great tan/burn in some places. the water was clear and gorgeous, it was so surreal to be out of the city and lying on the sand not worrying about homework. our hostel, hostel 1949 literally from the year 1949, was a piece. it was so fuckin dirty it was offensive, there was shit all over the bathroom, the shower was the size of my body (aka pretty slim), the beds were from 1949 with cotton swabs for pillows and the blankets had herpes, aids and mas it was completely disgusting. so we trek all the way to a bomb italian resto for dinner and it was great. at this point me, molly, nor emily can take out dinero so lissy, orly, and olivia are the sugarmamas for the trip. sooo we are sharing our hostel room with 2 new zealanders who seem to be nice. the guy hadn't been home for 3 years he was traveling the entire world and had been to about 50 countries thus far. so we all are exhausted from lying in the sun and swimming and go directly to bed after dinner around 11. we crawl into our gross and old and rickety beds and fall asleep. then at some point in the night/morning molly is rocked awake by the sex the two new zealanders are having. in the disgusting hostel. with the herpes blanket. with 6 strangers in the room. molly and the girl exchange some harsh discourse, the bitch is totally condescending and attempts to justify her slutty ways. not ok.

the next day is so cold, there are arctic winds coming from off the water. we stop at a candy shop, stock up on delish treats. go to the beach, play soccer and spud. make our way to a cafe to tomar a cafe. then on our way to freddo to get batidos and play card games (love yaniv). then we saw 2 days in paris, in this really old movie theater, it had to be an old opera house or something, and the seats were literally like high chairs. the movie was really really good, i liked it a lot. liked the message about relationships and it being good that their transient for awhile but eventually realizing you have to recognize the one. kind of cliche, toolish, depressing.

we busted out of punta at 6 am this morning. took a bus to montevideo, transferred for a bus to colonia. ordered coffee at mcdonalds and orly comes running in telling us the bus is pulling away so molly and I grab two bags that are sitting on the counter that don't belong to us. homeboy/girl to the fullest extent. Colonia was absolutely breath taking, one of it not the most beautiful place i've ever been to. we went to mario's house for an asado and laid out by the pool. the weather was perfect. on his property is, oh you know, a lemon grove, a gigantic mansion, 2 ponds, a pool, the usual. then we rented buggies and drove around the town...saw stunning views of the water, such beautiful architecture and cobblestone streets, beautiful plants, it was just amazing amazing amazing...realizing how lucky I am! not glad to be back in BA, just means more more work but this is the last week! 3 weeks and counting til i am back on a beach, sand under my feet, in BRAZIL. ok i'll stop bragging.

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