Scenes from an Argentine restaurant.
The best part about backpacking is sitting down at a cafe for one dollar beers with six people who all carry different passports. A Brit, a Yank, a Swede, an Aussie, a Dutch, and an Irishman. The worst part about backpacking is having to explain for the fifth time in four weeks how we have an Austrian as governor.
Yeah, we may have a moron for a president, but my governor can totally kick your governor´s ass.


