Day 67 - Rosario

I slept in the local hostel and managed to get a good sleep. The morning was lazy and I started talking with a nice and extremely bright girl who was working at the hostel in the morning shift. A big chunk of the morning was spent talking about Argentina and London until I realized that it was 11.30am and I hadn't yet seen anything of the city. We agreed to meet up for dinner and drinks in the evening.

The city of Rosario is nice and neat. Perpendicular roads leading you pretty much everywhere in the city without getting lost. I walked around on my own, with my little camera and a super consumed map. I felt very well and strangely well rested. The city looks well developed with shops and amenities like in many other areas here in Argentina. However I still think as a personal opinion that Mendoza is standing out for being the best city I have visited so far in Argentina. I am still trying to understand if it is because I was coming from the desert (and then any place would have looked like heaven) or if it is because of its real intrinsic beauty. The monument of the flag reminded me somehow an area in Rome where I grew up my first years, with that typical neoclassical-fascist style which characterized the years of the early 20s and 30s. 

At night I went out with the girl from the hostel. She took me to an excellent and elegant restaurant by the river. The night was warm and very peleasant, sharing good wine, juicy steak (obviously) and a deep and long converstation until very late at night.

I would have had an early morning catching the bus to Buenos Aires. I didn't really had an idea on when exactly, but I didn't want it to be too late. I then returned to the hostel around 3am to find out that the dorm where I was sleeping was now filled with 8 people and that they were all aready fully sleeping snoring. Glad I had my earplugs!

A great day with a snoring finale!