Mendoza, Argentina
I'm drunk. I'm sitting in La Cantina, this really cute restaurant and I am honestly too f***ed to get up and keep on my personal walking tour or even walk back to the hostel. It's hardly surprising though. I took an overnight bus ride and was sat next to an overweight guy who kept muscling into my space and waking me up, so I am "un poco cansada". And it's bloody hot here. Every time someone asks how I am, all I can say is "tengo calor". As a person who is terrib...