On to the final destination!

..there were a few more days of carnaval after that but i decided it costs me way too much in films so i decided to move on this time!

The funny thing after traveling for a while is that you hear yourself say things like "oh it's only 14 hours of bus!"... so 14 hours later i arrived in Cordoba, fresh as a... i don't know! how fresh can you be anyways after 14 hours in a bus?!

After a few hours of walking around Cordoba, i decided that Rosario was only a mere 6 hours away... so i went straight on!

I hung around Rosario for a day, but sunday isn't the most lively day of the week in a provincial Argentinian city... and on monday morning i was in line for the last bus ride of this travel.. 4 hours to Buenos Aires; my port of acclimatation before returning to the real world!

And can you believe it? I didn't tell anyone i was arriving to Buenos Aires, but as soon as i got there they were already all parading to celebrate my arrival!

On top of of the scary witch look -some of you may not have recovered from yet- i've been called "Jesus Christo" by everyone over the past month, with an enthousiasm i couldn't bear anymore! So as part of my reintegration process into the real world i decided it was about time to get trhough a quick relooking...

and guess what.. there was a face underneath all the hair!

well.. it's not much better but at least it'll last me another few months!

The scary old witch!

Shoot.. barely a week before a get back and i haven't given any news in a while!

so... where were we?!

After shooting like a maniac all the colourful mountains in the area, i was about to move on to new adventures.. when a young indigenous went "WHAT?? you can't leave just a day before the biggest cultural event of the year!!"

Absorbed as i was by the crazy landscape, i didn't realise that people had come from all over for the up-coming carnaval... so i postponed my departure a bit..

And sure enough, the next day people started to parade and dance all over the place, giving a totally different feel to the most quiet village of Purmamarca..

and before i could say a thing, i was transformed into a terrible old witch!!... (sensible souls please skip the picture below!)
my friend Basti who manages to look good in any situation got out of this in a much more decent way, i must say!

..then it went darker and the music went louder and last thing i remember it was somewhere around 6 in the morning and i collapsed in my dorm bed!