I arrived in Puerto Vallarta after a night in Mexico City and a short Aero Mexican flight. I could not get over the Mexico City airport, probably the best airport I've seen in my life. They had a fancy monorail linking terminals, the architectural design was stunning, the shops were lined out really well and there were disabled people in wheelchairs about the place working as information points…what a brilliant idea. Well Mexico wasn't actually too exciting, al...

So I found myself back in Brazil for the fifth time in 6 months! The 10 hour flight out of South Africa and the goodbye to Chris seemed to go surprising fast considering the next few weeks would seem like the longest of my life. It was quite refreshing to be back in Brazil, saying regada and Oi seem to sound wonderful and knowing what people were kind of speaking about in Portuguese was great after not having a clue what was going on in an Afrikaans conversation....

Soooo I was meant to join the tour up after mom left but I never actually got round to doing that one! I checked into a hostel in Buenos Aires, right around the corner from our hotel and never looked back really, my mind was so confused of what to do next, I didn't want to stay on that tour, travelling with a bunch of people that hate each other and all I could think about since he left, was Chris so after a few party nights and sight-seeing days at The Clan host...

After Punta Del Este we travelled to Colonia another very pretty town with not much to do but very relaxing, and lots of shopping so as usual mother went crazy, we had a nice steak meal avoiding the group like the plague after that awful chinese woman nearly brought mom to tears a few times. God i just cant stand rude people, i feel like punching her in the face. The next day we travelled to Buenos Aires by hydrofoil across the river and coming into Buenos Aires ...

ok since i havnt updated this for so long im going to have to do this in small sections and get back to the week by week blog soon! so heres Uruguay so far: Got to Salto on the argentinian border by nightbus from Brazil on sunday morning, arrived there to find a really stange town that resembled a post communist russia, really eerie and desolate with only a few old people sitting around drinking mate tea..this tea that everyone seems to drink here...everybody ha...