The third installment of my updates from Argentina, and the one which induced the most responses too.
Alright so this ones a little long-winded and some of you may find it
boring as hell but I´m some 1000 miles away and don´t care about your
fragile emotions....so ha.
Mendoza is freakin awesome, of all the towns I´ve been to this one is
definitely the greatest. The people are friendly, the streets are
clean and unpolluted, the parks are just amazing and vast, and
everything is just really...nice. The hostel which I´m staying at is
right in the center of town so I´ve been able to easily explore most
of the city, and think that I might one day end up here. Which brings
me to my next point, moving down here. I´m pretty much already
committed to next semester at UPS but I´m thinking after that I may
fly down here and take a semester to learn fluent spanish and then go
to an Argentine University (although I´m not quite sure which yet) the
following year. With the exchange rate as it is I´m thinking I´ll be
able to get a place for really cheap and maybe even start up a hostel
and learn some business skills. Anyways, on to other things, like
skiing! So I had my first day on the slopes today at a place called
Los Penitentes, a small little resort tucked into the peaks of the
northern Andes. The mountain had absolutely no trees which kinda
freaked me out initially, it appeared so much more vast than it really
was. After about three runs I came to the disappointing conclusion
that I was not in the least bit in shape for skiing and had to take a
break and do some much needed stretching. When I went back out I
wandered over to some of their so-called "extremo" runs to huck some
cliffs but soon realized this was not a suitable action according to
the ski patrol. I did manage to pull off a pretty sweet yardsale from
a 20 footer though before they caught me, I´ll send some picks of the
mayhem as soon as I get a chance. A storm blew in around 3 so
visibility dropped to nothing, so I thought I´d call it a day and went
in for lunch. When I got out of the restaurant though (they had
nothing at all resembling a cafeteria like in the states) the weather
had cleared and I thought I´d put in a few more runs. Now, back at
the hostel my legs are all cramped and done for, so I think I´ll just
take it easy tomorrow and maybe go wine tasting, then it´s off to
Melargue for some shreddin´ of the gnar at Argentina´s largest resort:
Las Lenas.
Ok so sorry about the whole not caring about your emotions thing
earlier, I do care, kinda. And I really appreciate all the responses
from you all, they make me all warm and fuzzy inside, or maybe it´s
the wine...
Hasta Luego,
Dave
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