Lodging

Well I after watching countless College Flicks and Big brother episodes We finally experienced Living in a mixed Dorm last night. This was not our first choice but as we decided late to stay two nights in Mendoza it was our only option. It was not all that bad actually, well for me anyway as I woke to the sight of a semi-Nude free spirited American lass who was on the bottom bunk of Harsh´s bed, Damn wish I had a photo to share.

After that morning excitement we set off for the park in Mendoza, A beautiful setting situated a few Kilometers from the town centre. The locals are definitely more health conscious here there was quite a few joggers, cyclist and even a few chin up bars and open air equipment. So we had a quick session in preparation for Rio and returned back to the hostel for breakfast with an intention to explore more of the park later in the afternoon before we departed for the capitol. That plan however failed as soon as we got back to the hostel. Yes we had a few issues with our bus tickets, no its not what your thinking it was not the south American bus company. The problem was related to accessing my online ticket which I had saved on my email. No the issue was not with my optusnet account. One of my Prent`s who shall remain nameless(not dad) had accidentally downloaded all my mails to the home PC. So there was a bit of panic, a quick phone call to Australia where it was 3am their time and we managed to retrieve the bookings and print them on time. What this meant was we did not get to explore the rest of the park and it`s lake but we did instead tried out an argentine Buffet. The one where we saw about 30 People queued up for last night. All I can say if beef, beef, and more beef with a side of meat. It was fantastic, almost as fantastic as the incredibly comfortable seats we had on the bus to Buenos Aeries.

Yes, we went with Tramat and affiliate of Andes mar the company we used to get to Mendoza. They were great the seats were like business class. We slept for about 13 of the fifteen hour bus ride. What a smooth ride, only one hick-up, the bus took off on me at a pit stop. I was mucking around waving Harsh goodbye like a local through the window from outside, when I noticed the bus physically disembarking to the terminal. I had to run to the front to get the drivers attention and luckily got back on. I told you these guy`s were punctual.