Thursday, February 27, 2014

I fuck my knee, and a miracle cure.

Mar Del Plata is a juxtaposition of almost-paradise and public not-giving-a-fuckness. They have plenty of beaches that would be wonderful if not for the layers of rubbish almost completely covering the sand. They have streets that would be pleasant to walk down if it wasn't for the holes and shittily kept public spaces. And they have waterfront buildings that look like they were designed well and then completely misinterpreted by the public. The MDQ waterfront could be really nice, but years of use as an open air urinal and grafitti practice ground have turned it into a largely deserted concrete disappointment.

That said, it's perfect for parkour, so that's what I did.

Thursday, February 20, 2014

Erry Day

You can't participate to the fullest every single day with long haul travelling. I have days where I sit on my laptop in the hostel all day modelling, coding or just unashamedly killing time. This isn't a short trip for me, I have to pace myself slowly. But no matter how much I tell myself that, I still put myself on a guilt trip for using the laptop.