Se abre el cielo

On the eve of my departure from Montevideo it was Juan´s 26th birthday celebration and another potential "Big Party Night." I calmly and rationally explained that although I really wanted to party until sunrise again, it would violate the terms of service (TOS) of my life-contract as my 2 big party nights were used up for 2009.

Actually I just said I was tired.

So the clouds parted and sun came out (somewhat) in Sante Fe. Its a quiet little town with not much to offer in the way of sights. Theres a 16th century monestary/convent
with a cool church inside. Here´s where they bury the sacerdotes



Heres what the courtyard looks like.



I´m finding myself wishing I would have bussed it out this morning instead of hanging around. I left myself a lot of time to kill here with little to do. I did the LP walking tour which was less then exciting. Out of my first 24 hours here I think I slept 18 of them.

Here´s a statue to Juan de Garay, he´s the founder of Sante Fe and a Spainish Basque Conquistador.



The leg is much better today and I can pretty much walk normally on it, which is good because I did A LOT of walking today.

The digestive system is much better today too, the Cipro and Loperamide are calming things down, but there´s still a lot gurgling going on inside my midsection which my head-section a little nervous.

I catch a 930p bus to Mendoza, but first I was going to treat myself to a nice steak dinner at a LP recommended restaurant, but I´ve lost my appetite.

Not much to report today, sorry. Plus its a little hard to be witty when your funny bone aches.