Breakfast for a champ! This is certainly one way I didn't expect to spend a birthday 4-5 years ago: on a bus, alone, in South America. The kicker in it? I'm actually immensely happy about it and really like it. To be honest, it's not that different from last years birthday-breakfast, hangover pizza in some to this day unknown suburb of Stockholm. But life on the road/in the air ain't that bad either. Working my best on sticking onto the last money I've got, ma...

Ugh, Chile does give kind of a strange vibe straight away. Any country where a Big Mac is around 3000 of the local currency, you know there is something wrong with. Everything seems a little s***tier, a little more run down, a little less safe than Argentina. I definitely won't be staying here long. Tomorrow I take of back to BA again, and I was hoping to get a full cama on the bus, since it is 20 hours, and only 50 peso more. Of course they are all sold out, so...