Or ...maybe I will go to Argentina.....

After twelve hours of working I come home, sit down in fron t of the telly and I know...this must be Pategonia...the place where I felt so calm and happy, even without being in the neighborhood of Tito or internet....It is so big, loud and peaceful.... And all of a sudden I am not so sure that I am not going to Pategonia....Because it is so amazingly beautiful.... the only that sucks is that you mostle go through Buenos Aires...and there is one place (although almost as beautiful) I don't want to be .... Pfff, It is gonna be a hard time making the right choice.