In Argentina

I have been on a bus a lot the past two days. I took a night bus to Potosi, which used to be the richest city in South America due to the Silver mines. I had a couple of hours there as I decided to keep on going to the border. While there though, I did manage to lose my second debit card to an ATM machine. I started the trip with 3, had one stolen in Costa Rica, and now am down to 1. Oh well, I still have one. While on the bus, I finished El Zahir by Paolo Coehlo, and managed to catch a pickpocket who tried to rob me when I got off the bus. It was quite an ingenious scheme. The guy in front of me dropped his things, including his wallet, while the guy in the seat near where I was standing reached into my pocket. I do keep my wallet in my front pocket, which he knew, but luckily I seem to have adapted to stepping back and checking all my things when something strange goes on around me. I count myself lucky this time.

Well, that is all for now. I am about to get back on a bus, and will wake up in Salta around 4a.m.