yet brought down the curtain, but a few days, but some lights and fade away. We notice that you show is coming to an end. Yesterday was typical. I said goodbye to my last hotel, I parked my last bus left the shorts and threw a couple of shirts quite faded. Today, the ultimate hairdresser. These are days of departure, every day is just something .... And rest, not drinking. 
On Wheels Bus, buses, vans, buses, express, micro, passenger truck, van, "On positions, taxis, trucks. Call it whatever you want! Over 100 have mounted from Fairbanks, Alaska's first van, the car line up two floors to Buenos Aires, Argentina. More than 100 media transport road!, excluding aircraft, airplanes, boats, ferries, boats, canoes or rafts ... So many nights, many miles ... Not a single problem, I mounted worthy of museum remains true to the last ... luxury sleeper, first time. Round trip to Iguazu from Buenos Aires. There are no images of the latter route, I do not know what happened to me ... I was the pot ... I have them in dozens of buses ... less Finally. I fucked, I fucked up a lot yesterday when I realized.
flying from bed to bed I will have stayed in many hotels. "90, 100? Tell someday. Yesterday was also the last in Puerto Iguazu, near the Falls. It was in a hostel, nice reception, internet, good price, a simple room with bunk beds, a little narrow, but functional and if you open your eyes all have a nice detail, it heated the water on a campfire.
. Despite so much change, spending three days in a different bed I slept like a log in each, only one in San Salvador, me seemed a real bed, the other from bad to luxury, instead of floating above the bed sheets.
And the winner is: Argentina! In Hairdressing. No doubt is he more he currado, Ricardo, Argentina has done with care. has taken his time and left me well. The second best, a Bolivian Cochabamba who had lived in Madrid, his stuff was art with scissors. I figure I have ten bare. In general, women who have cut me have done much worse than men, and too fast, although they insisted they leave me for that cute guy passed by the street to see me, because not with these, fatal.
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