Sure enough, the view was kick ass and it was hella cheap. If you were willing to sleep on the floor of the living room, it was only 2 dollars a nite. I had been sleeping on the floor for the past two months, it was nothing. Besides, I had a camping mat.
Better than El Bolson, Bariloche had more stuff going on. Unfortunately I had gotten a big NO from University of Minnesota and began to feel a little anxious about my scholarship.
Professor Garand from Louisiana State University had sent me comforting news, saying I had done all right and everything should go well, but I didnt want to end up in Baton Rouge
To make matters worst, I got a NO from Pittsburgh, which pretty much meant Ohio State and Illinois were out of the question.
Anxiety was eating me up alive and I had to get outta there. I went on a four day trek to Laguna Negra and Cerro Lopez.
I have found in camping and trekking a whole new hobby. Packing a tent and burner gives you access to such awesome places that you would never be able to get to otherwise.
I am glad to be finding an agreeable path back to nature. My mochila has empowered me, once again, to get to know myself better, find agreeable means to my habits, all while being very healthy and spending very little money.
Roughly one month after I left Bariloche, I was wandering the streets of La Paz, Bolivia, when I realized I had wonderful fingers... but only the streets of La Paz will explain what that means. Eventually I will get to it.
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