Fiesta, siesta, fiesta, siesta, fiesta, siesta...

In Mendoza I spent 10 days in total; six of which I was waiting for a new cradit card. Just as I called my bank at Saturday, 8th Jan,and ordered a new one they promised to me that this is a 48 hours service (I was positively surprised, and believe me that guy knew that I am in Argentina) so I was expecting my card if not 48, than maybe 72 hours later. I wrote it already in the previous post. So they called me on Monday at 4 am that... they could not read my signature and if I could send my signature per fax again... I did it as far as locutorio for that was open. Later I find out that my great bank sent my new credit card again not immmediately but at Tuesday. Maybe this people do not travell at all so they have not idea what does it mean get stucked somewhere without any source of money. Great that Western Union exist, Pamela I love you! My card arrived finally on Monday, yesterday. For that quick 48 hour service of two envelopes which turned out to be 4x48 hours service they charged me 50 euros. Great help. Just for your information: a quite big package of 4440 grams I sent to Goettingen with regular argentinian post arrived in 10 days and costed  just  a bit more.

Honestly, I had a great time waiting for my credit card... And even more georgous time after some money arrived by Western Union! Sunbaths, pool, fiestas and siestas, thats it! My circadian rhythm  is now characterized by a strong peak of activity between 12 am and 5 am. My hostel is a definitive party hostel, so you cannot even do no party. It is so loud that the best is 1. to party or 2. get drunk so that you cannot hear anything more which faciliates falling asleep. At this time, I am so used to it  (loud music)(¡viva habituation!) and a bit tired so that I am falling asleep before I manage to put ear plugs to stop that noise. Yes, there is a time in my hostel when you do not have a loud music. Between 5 am and 9 am. Below some impressions from this crazy time now.

Tasting a loots of beer sorts

Wednesday, 12. January

Again milonga! When I am back home, I will definitiv take tango lessons. For that I need (hurra) a new tango shoes. From Buenos Aires, por supuesto!

I am discovering new sides of my personality ;)

Please see above

My friends in Plaza Independencia

I felt in love with him

Amigos in Plaza Independencia

Hmm, very very nice. The haircut of the girl I mean of course :)

Friday, 14. January

The last money I have spent for tango and wine. After having, diplomatically known as "restricted financial possibilities" the day came on which the money arrived! Who said that the money does not give you happiness??? It gave me a looot of happiness, I am sorry...

After due to financial crisis restricted diet on Friday I could buy the first items which I wished. What was it? It is in the pfoto. The answer you will find at the bottom of this post (*).

Saturday, 15. January

What should I write - again sunbathing, fiesta and siesta, and again asado, and party. Man lebt nur ein mal...

Sunday, 16. January

The first asado (great argentinian barbecue, but of an enormous size) on Sunday I had about noon. The second one at the sunset, after horseriding... Zyc nie umierac!

I have told you, the steaks here are great! Before

After

The consumption is in progress!

It was sure, that on Sunday, the post, correo does not work, so my card cannot arrive. So I do not have to wait in hostel to receive it. Later it went out that despite I was the only person who can receive my credit card and my PIN which was supposed to be sent separately, yes, the other could receive it for me and the card arrived with PIN in different envelopes, but at the same time. Bien, bueno, great... But back to the topic: In the late Sunday afternoon I went for a great excursion - horseriding with asado...

On the way to horseriding

I love these views

Some instructions for the beginners. We all should ride the indian/south american/gaucho style

Me and me horse, Black Soul, Alma Negra.

My next trip should be to cross the Andes by a horse.

With Adrian

My Alma Negra

Apogeum of happiness!

Ride and call!

I do not have to mension that the small children ride a horse 100 times better than tourists.

Time for asado again...

In the evening we went for my second milonga in Mendoza. This with some typical dances, perfect performance...

Monday, 17 January 

After a goodbye coffee at steak house with a friend leaving to Buenos Aires (my tango-partner) with another friend I went to Park San Martin. A very huge park, so we rent bikes. Very creppy ones... I had never sweat so much before when riding a bike at plane roads.

I love this sign

Next to the park there is a zoo

It was the most horrible bike I have ever used. Maybe the only worse was an old post bike I had for a short time in Goettingen.

Me (trying to be very serious) and San Martin with a very shiny nose!

At the Cerro Gloria mate tasted just glorious

Indeed, I cook sometimes, if I can share it with a friend... However, I was not responsible for this enormous chaos.

And pasta with pollo, tomates and zanahoria was extremly tasty.

Tuesday, 17. January

My credit card is with me. I activate it, buy a ticket for Wednesday to Santiago de Chile. It is suddenly so easy to leave Mendoza that I am almost sad. But very happy to have soon again new environment. Novelty seeking behavior!

Rio Mendoza at its driest days.

(*) Shoes. What did you think about, food??? Of course shoes. Great Ipanema flip flops (2x pairs) and  - just in case I lost the Ipanemas - Havaianas (1x pair).