Side note: these next couple posts are all coming about a month late. Between carnival, beach time and returning home to Mendoza it’s been a bit hard to sit down and write, but I’m catching back up.

After 15 hours of traveling, flying from the very south of Argentina to Salvador, Brazil, we arrived at 3am in the morning of the third day of carnaval. I didn’t even sleep on the 45 minute transfer to our hostel, just gazed at the partiers wandering around in costumes and buses literally filled to the brim with people. Mom did well and even with making reservations a mere two months ahead of time, we somehow got booked in a hostel that was located right in the middle of the madness. Only a 10 minute walk from the street of the parade, the hostel Barra Guesthouse may have been lacking on wifi and staff kindness, but they did…