I’m sure all of you are pretty ticked off at me for not bloggin’ while I was on my month-long vacay… but I have a good excuse. Just listen please! I was partyin’ too hard & living it up! Excuse me for having a life! lol. Just kiddin’. Seriously though, I never had time to sit at a computer and when I did, I was too exhausted from whatever I did that day to actually form interesting and coherent sentences. Now that I’m back though I feel duty-bound to tell you all the juicy details of my trip.

First order of business. I know you are all going to ask me if I met any hotties! Well, let me tell you this vacation was not without eye candy. I was actually pretty surprised I’d see a handful of attractive men on the street on a daily basis. Last time the only guys I thought were attractive were related to me! Talk about bummer!!! But this time wasn’t so bad in Bolivia. I was disappointed in Argentina though. It was like they were all hiding or something. I was so mad. Argentine guys are like my weak spot. Their accent, Johnny Depp looks, and charming demeanor are like my No.1 Turn on… but NOPE! I was not so lucky… maybe next time. Maybe they all live in Buenos Aires. Who knows! I will have to definitely investigate that matter further at a later date. So in CONCLUSION. I’m not married. I did not run off with an exotic gaucho/cowboy from Salta. Too bad! So Sad! lol

Next. Family. I got to see all my aunts/uncles and my cousins too in Bolivia. My dad has a total of 8 bros/sis so as you can imagine I have a biggggggggg familia. The nice part is that my cousins’ ages range from 30-22… so basically we are all in the same age group with similiar interests and whatnot. When I went to Cochabamba where most my cousins live, we all went out to dinner together at this awesome restaurant. The meat in Bolivia and Argentina is spectacular. All they have to do is put salt on the steak, ribs, sausages and voila. Instant MAGIC. Holy cow! If you ever go to South America please go eat some bbq. Your mouth and tummy will thank you!!! lol. So anyways, all my family was really nice to me. I’m not super affectionate person, but it was so nice just laying in bed looking up at the ceiling and chatting with my cousins about life as we know it. Those kind of things money can’t buy. My dad brought his karaoke machine and HOLY MOLEY! My family is full of wannabe American Idols! lol. The music would start around 4PM and go onto 7AM. Usually I’m the last to drop, but even I was fallin’ asleep on the coach at one point!

NATURE’S BEAUTY. So let me tell you. Tarija IS GORGEOUS! It was like stepping into a tropical dream reminiscent of a Spanish Villa… or what I think a Spanish Villa must be like. The houses have white cement walls and red adobe roofs, balconies with black iron fences and trees filled with either fruit or flowers. The people in Tarija are so welcoming and kind. You say, “Hello” to one of them and for some odd reason… thereafter, they feel like family to you. On are last day there a Taxi driver heard that it was my first time there and spent the whole trip telling jokes and stories about Tarija and it’s people. We were already at are destination and he goes, “hold on, one more!” lol!!! It was so great to be in Tarija. La Paz (the capital of Bolivia) is cold and the houses are scattered along mountains. It reminded me of New York actually. The drivers are insanely aggressive and the people walking along the Plaza (Downtown area) are like native NYers busying about Times Square. Seriously TOO MUCH PEOPLE!!! Cochabamba has warm climate and the main attraction there is “El Cristo de Concordia”. A huge Christ figure on top of the peak of a mountain. It’s kind of like seeing the statue of liberty (identical to the Christ statue from Brazil). You can actually go into the statue and there are little peak holes on each level so you can see all of CBBA. Pretty sweet! … Oruro is a small town that mainly lives off of gold/silver/other mineral mines. It is cold as F*** there. Kinda like Chicago in the winter. We went to see the Virgen Mary there and even went down into a real mine. DOPENESS! Salta, Argentina was just like Bolivia. What is the big deal about Argentina??? I thought it was going to be completely different… but nope. It’s just a regular country with (hiding) sexy men with accents. Anyways, I went up a mountain there in a lil skiing-type cabbie. When you are up there, they have cafeterias, artisan shops, and waterfalls. I even met this dude there… but I think he was gay! He said he loved the SPICE GIRLS. Yeah… he was gay. lol!

So thus concludes my brief (but long-winded) synopsis of my trip to Bolivia and Argentina. OH YEAH! The US Dollar ain’t work tish!!! Everything in Bolivia was expensive. Even the gold. DAMN YOU GEORGE W. BUSH!!!! I need my money to be worth something… it’s so hard for me to actually get some as it is.