Sometimes it’s nice to not travel for a bit. Especially on a long trip - the endless daily planning and constant changing scenery becomes exhausting.

I found the ideal place to hang out - a free hostel in the middle of nowhere called Loki Salta, in Argentina. Surrounded by dirt roads, horses, cows and farms. Free, because they’re currently trying to sort out it’s several massive flaws. The pool was a swamp, the grass overgrown and it was hemorrhaging money. But that was all part of the charm.

Since there was a crew of people who made themselves part of the furniture, it was kind of like being on a farm with a bunch of friends. Every other night we had delicious all-you-can-eat BBQ, bonfires, ridiculous stories, drinking games and raucous behaviour.