The morning I left Australia, I had to be up at 4:20. Yeah. Sarah’s flight for Cairns left at 6, and my flight left at 9, but we wanted to be there an hour before hers, and we wanted to leave together. The night before I didn’t go to sleep till late-o’clock either because I “wasn’t tired” – might have been because of the upcoming travel and nerves associated with that. By the time my flight to L.A. left I was rather tired. Then I did the good deed of giving up my seat so a family could sit together – giving up my window seat, moving to a seat in between two very large men. Nice, but large. I didn’t sleep the entire flight. 13.5 hours! By the time I got to L.A. I hadn’t slept in over 20, and if you know my sleeping habits, this is NOT A GOOD THING. I was tired and cranky and confused but managed to get myself to the right place, when I was told by a very mean security person that I “probably wouldn’t be able to check in yet” so I should just “go find a place to sit for a couple of hours” …yeah. They don’t have any comfortable places to sit outside of security at LAX. So I sat on a hard bench for a couple of hours. The nice thing was that I did have my phone and was able to call mom and call Jeremy. Both of which cheered me up. Getting through security went pretty quick and then I was able to sit inside of security for a few more hours. Geesh. Did I mention that at this point I was STARVING and the terminal I was in didn’t have food before security?! Yeah. A bad day was had by all. The flight from L.A. to Mexico City was uneventful but sleepless, and I still have Mexican pesos left from when I bought Starbucks in the airport there (hungry, again…). I did use up some pesos to buy the latest Runner’s World and a couple of packs of gum. The flight from Mexico City to Buenos Aires was also uneventful but this time sleepfull (I slept through breakfast!), but when I finally got through customs in B.A. I started freaking out a little. Jeremy was nowhere to be found. Russ had gotten in the night before, so he was with Steven, and eventually they were supposed to get to the airport to bring us both back, but Jeremy was supposed to get in a few hours before me. This would result in him waiting for me, would it not? Turns out his flight was overbooked and he didn’t come in until Sunday, so I wandered around for a bit and a nice Argentine who hardly spoke any English tried to help. I eventually paid a few pesos and checked my email at a communication kiosk and found out what had happened, and walking out of the kiosk basically ran into Steven. YAY! And we got food. DOUBLE YAY! We went back to the hostel in our reserved bus thingy and I was able to get a bit of sleep. Several hours. When I woke up, we went to a market thingy and shopped around for a while, me not buying anything because of my lack of pesos. This was Saturday, in case you’ve lost track, which you probably have because I lived Friday the 18th twice. It was mediocre to sucky both times. Sunday we got to meeting, but Jeremy showed up about ½ an hour before we left, right in time for breakfast! After meeting we went out for coffee with some of the friends – one of the girls reminded me of Marcela sooooo much!!! After coffee we went to visit Steven’s host mom, as he had stuff he needed to get from her apartment, and after that we changed and went to yet another market. I believe it was a good thing that we went to the markets BEFORE I got to an ATM. Monday morning (the 21st of June) we flew out of B.A. for El Fin Del Mundo – Ushuaia on Tierra del Fuego, the southernmost city in the world.
The rest of Argentina shall be coming hopefully before too long... everything is neatly journaled in the form of a calendar and there has been no shortage of adventure... as Jeremy mentioned, maybe it's more helpful to measure things on a scale of "boring to interesting" rather than "good to bad"... I think maybe using both would be the most beneficial to my dear readers, though... Haha!!!
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