Buenos Aires

Since my arrival to BA no one has been taking "some" of my money. It was only after I got into a cab after leaving the madness, comprising of teenagers getting wasted at my hostel, that the driver told me my money is false. HA! I got this money from the ATM. I still had enough real money to pay him and then I went into a local bar. I order my beer and attempt to pay with this money, ah no. All of my remaining money,about 55 USD is fake. Shit! The bartender kindly gives me the beer for free. I then meet a writer from California and he walks me to the ATM (because the security guard said it was too dangerous for me to walk alone), albeit there is no money in the machine. This guy was then nice enough to give me some pesos to buy a beer and get a cab ride back to my hostel. (Good thing I gave that girl my shoes in Chile) I go the bank today and S.O.L. the view from outside my hostel, which is this old mansion, super pretty!!


look at the puppy... hahahahaha..WTF???

BA is not treating me well, it is hot hot hot here and in my hostal I am surrounded by kidz abusing drugs and alcohol...dang I must be getting old. Today I have walked all morning, saw the casa rosasda "pink house", which is similar to the white house. I will then meet the guy who gave me money to pay him back, get outside the center, and explore Palmero. Just thought I would share my money catastrophe.

P.S. I bought some after bite...I took a couple pics here, as requested by Joao, to keep it PG, I just sent the ones on my arms and upper chest. I have way more on my back and fingers, and wrist, but I couldn't get a good pic
Lastly, one last pic from my journey in El Chalten, I don't know why these signs fascinate me, they are far from unique, but I guess it just reminds me how far away from everyone I am.