So whilst Puja keeps the fire burning in London, this is what happens when a post-quarter-life-crisis female quits her job and abandons life in London for a South American adventure.
The challenge - to become as rich in experiences as I am poor in cash.
First stop: Buenos Aires
I've got £20 a day to live on and a back-pack bursting at the seams with unsuitable clothing. Did I mention my 4 1/2 inch black sequinned stilettos? Who said backpacking can't be glamorous?
So far I'm hardly slumming it. In Buenos Aires I've been residing on the sofa of a Canadian friend - the lovely Julia - in the achingly hip Palermo district of Buenos Aires. Dinner on my first night was bife de lomo (apunto por favor) accompanied by a bottle of Malbec, naturally. Cliched? Probably. Why fight it.
Since then, the past week and a half has flown by. From hip-hop clubs to swinger's clubs (we didn't go in by the way), 5am hot dogs to 6am hotties (turns out the locals are very friendly), champagne and dancing. So much dancing: my South American dream is actually happening.
Next stop: Salta. A mere 20 hour bus journey away.
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