DAY #3 - New hotel, time to go explore

I have literally taken a step back in time. Check that, a gigantic leap. I just finished my 6 block trek from my first hotel (The Sheraton) to my hotel for tonight, the Gran Hotel Bolivar. Somewhere along the way, I went from 2009 to 1900 before I entered this hotel built around then. It appears as though it has not been updated since (and smells like it too). The building is gorgeous, the location is excellent and the room is, well, a place to spend the night. It has a bed, a very small TV, a bathroom and not much more. To shift from a flat screen TV, a comfortable bed and turn-down service to this is perfect! I may be napping on the plane tomorrow, but am glad I made the leap!

I seriously do not understand the weather here. Its like 67 degress outside, a little overcast and in my six block walk, I must have sweated off 4 gallons. Its insane. I step outside of my hotel room and I instantly get sweaty. I will have to burn these clothes when I return.

My plans today are few and far between. I am going to go find lunch now, maybe do a little shopping (this country is obsessed with Puma and I'd love to find another pair of unique Puma shoes!), and I'd like to go sit in the Plaza San Martin in front of the hotel and read.

The isolation of being someplace alone, where people do not speak like you and you cannot have a conversation, is starting to hit me. I've had a few short conversations here and there, but only pleasantries and the such. I miss the simplest of discussions, the "oh my gosh, that it amazing". This blog has been my only outlet, explaining some of my ramblings :) I've said before that I could live in remoteness, with no one to talk to and no one to see. I might have to revise that, that I could live in remoteness as long as I have someone to share the sunsets with (not sunrises, too early). And, of course, they'd have to speak English!