

San Juan, Argentina
Leaving Mendoza was really hard. I realised that I had been in the same hostel for 2.5 weeks. Made really good friends, and it was sad to leave. Went North with a friend from the hostel, Frederic, a French Canadian. We had a mission to get out into the country where no English was spoken, in order to meet the real Argentina. In one small town, a man told us that it was the first time his 7 year old son had seen a North American. I didn't tell him that I am Englis...