7.15am – I was shook (gently) awake by the bus steward this morning to have my breakfast. Lisa (girl I went horse-riding with) & I joked about the long haul bus rides and how you would only get served white food – so before the inevitable post breakfast crash, while the sugar & refined white flour is buzzing round my system here are a few random reflections:
- It does seem to be the case that Argentinean bus companies prefer to serve their customers white food – not sure why that is. As an example I will relate the menu of Que Bus (who I am travelling with right now); Dinner last night: white bread sticks, white bread roll, mayonnaise, breaded chicken with smash (powdered potatoes), potato salad with 1 olive & slice of ham and a Madeleine (like granny's homemade queen cakes). Breakfast this morning: crackers (main ingredient white flour), 2 biscuits (like Danish butter cookies) and a Madeleine. Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining – in fairness when listed out like that it IS a substantial amount of food - it's just also a substantial amount of white floor & sugar.
- Whatever you think of him – Michael Jackson had a prolific music career, and even if it is before 8am, listening to his greatest hits at full blast while eating my white breakfast is not as bad as you would imagine.
- Am on my way to Patagonia with a decision to make. I will arrive in Ushuaia on Friday night. One of the last ships (that I can find) is leaving for the Antarctic on Monday morning – the Canadian tour operator has quoted me WAY more than I would prefer to pay. What to do, what to do? I know there is room on the ship – do I hold out & try to find an open tour operator on Saturday in Ushuaia or do I just pay it & secure my place on the ship? Decisions, decisions...
- And with that...the sugar crash sets in....
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