Earlier in the day ...

How do I know this? Because I have hit the road, traveling Argentina for the month of April. And backpacking is a bit like speed dating – you meet a lot of people in a short amount of time.

On Tuesday, my first evening of the trip, I met a stunning, young German guy at my hostel. He looked a bit like this.

I half considered an offer to join his group on a five day camping and trekking expedition in Southern Chile. But the likely reality -

Me unfit and incompetent at surviving in the wilderness. He gay/ taken/ gay and taken.

- that impelled me to defer, hasn’t prevented me from fantasising about the possible parallel-world-me -

Me super incredible, sexy outdoorsy Adventure Girl. He falls desperately and unconditionally in love with me.

I am currently writing this post in a diary as I sit in a bookstore cafe in El Chalten. There are two incredibly good-looking Argentine guys working here. There is one with serious, beautiful blue-green eyes, that I am particularly fond of. He makes me want to stay and look at him forever.

I am going to leave a message for him in my empty teapot: “TU ES MUY LINDO.” (“You are very beautiful.”) (And I did.) (Edit: SHIT, I think it should have been “VOS SOS MUY LINDO.”)

I love how this world is filled with gorgeous creatures like him! I wish I had a little GPS which kept tabs on all of them; little blue dots appearing on a map, telling me where to find each, instead of becoming lost to time.

I can’t wait to fall in love with one of them.

Update: No it didn’t happen. And I pretty much forgot about thinking it might the day after this. – 26/06/09