Waking up in a bed that wasn't mine but clearly the first empty one I could find, the hangover wasn't too bad, just slightly tired. Christi and ange soon came to the hostel saying they were all planning to get tickets to P12, a sick pool party north of the island. We'd heard a lot about it so thought why not. We however needed more cash so christi said she'd buy our tickets. Tiredness wearing off at the prospect of a sick pool party we eagerly rushed to the bus s...
Tour De La South America
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A bit of a delayed blog entry but to be honest the remaining days spent in La Polomo contained nothing more than days at the beach, a know it all American who owned the hostel, a complete stoner in denial who didn't know his arse from his elbow and despite being safe, had the productivity of a sloth with M.E, and onzo, the guard dog the size of a horse. We booked up our bus to the next destination, Florianopolis, a small island in south Brazil that we'd heard a l...