If you look at the counter at the bottom of this page, you’ll see I’ve been down here for over a month. Some thoughts:

1. The game is a little different. Height and light skin color plays big while style and dancing ability doesn’t, but things are not as linear and predictable as a pick-up stateside. It’s happened to every guy that he dances with a native for an hour or so, thinks he’s making progress, and then she thanks him for the dance and disappears. Cute girls are much more fearless and will approach you to grab your hand and dance.

2. A large percentage of girls staying in hostels are butch-like in appearance with short hair and boyish builds. The cuter ones have their boyfriend in tow. None of them pack clubbing clothes to look good at night—instead they wear trekking pants, hiking boots, and North Face fleece jackets.

3. The living-out-of-a-bag lifestyle is more glamorous when you think about it from home. After a couple weeks my instinct is to find a place of comfort with hot showers and wireless internet and stay still, but I’ve gotten used to the routine of long bus ride, taxi, disappointment, long bus ride, taxi, upset stomach, long bus ride, taxi, nothing to do, and so on.

4. I keep fucking up. I got my pocket picked going into a crowd, I dropped my digital camera, I lost a disposable camera with two dozen photos (including one of a male turtle raping a female turtle), I lost a credit card, and I ate a ground beef and hard-boiled egg empanada when my stomach was upset. That last mistake led to full-blown ass eruptions and a diet of bread and bananas for five days. It smelled like a homeless man died in my stomach.

5. A condom here is called a preservativo.

Even on days when things don’t turn out great, like when I spend most of it on the toilet and have to throw liquid shit coated toilet paper in a little wastebasket, or when I can’t sleep since the girl in the bed next to me has a cough that sounds like she is dying from tuberculosis, I am extremely grateful for being able to do this.

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“…I am extremely grateful for being able to do this.”

Why? Is it a once-in-a-lifetime experience to shit your brains out, deal with all of the other crap associated with living out of a backpack, get laid VERY infrequently (if ever) for several months? Tolerance for arduous travel is one thing if the ultimate destination is worth it (i.e., climbing Everest), but the lifestyle you’ve been describing doesn’t sound like all that much fun. If you offered some of the locals the ability your (former) comfortable life in the States, they would probably do it in a heartbeat.

Jay G,

I greatly disagree. You have no idea how great you have it until you’ve been on the other side. You can’t realistically argue how awesome one place has been unless you’ve suffered at another. The destination doesn’t have to be a point but just learning and taking in everything even the bad will help a person out in the long run.

Just started reading the blog.. you been to Brazil yet. I seriously don’t think there is a better place on earth. Rio or Fortaleza are places i would recommend.

Much of your advice pertains to there too. except you probably do need to dance a little bit, but it is more important to have light skin and blue eyes.

Brazilian girls are smokin’

Why not get a hotel for a night or two and clean up and rest?

sounds economical..

Roosh: good summary – any stories of adventures? dirt bikes, doon buggies, horse back rides, scuba, surf, sail whatever else? (in other words – it cant be all about getting from a to b to c?)

oh yeah – try capoiera when youre there – definitely a way to meet athletic locals

Still jealous as hell….well, not of the runs and lack of sleep.

fuck it.. sugar pie..if you dont feel good..stay in a nice place one night… it wont make your experience any less “authentic”…
xoxo

I’m maintaining a little dear diary every day so there’s more going on but if I wrote about it all right now I’d be in front of a computer more hours per day.

I’m toughing it out in countries that may not be at the top of my list to better appreciate the ones that are (argentina, brazil, colombia). Plus I don’t think it’s a big deal to experience some hardship for a few months to gain some perspective and experience. Overall i’m having a good time and meeting interesting people, though I wish the nightlife was better. I usually have to wait until friday night to see girls out.

What about drugs? I hear the yeyo is very nice.

Gatsby, I most wholeheartedly disagree. You can never know just how alive you truly are unless you get as close as possible to dying. Less poetically and more patriotically, you don’t know how great the States is unless you see what the rest of the world is like.

That being said, if you live out of a bag and rarely shower it’s not surprising to have poor luck with local ladies. They have their choice of poor smelly dudes locally. After a decent hair-washing Lima should be a cakewalk.

Wow – being a girl, traveling and living out of a bag is a totally different experience. Probably more dangerous, but definitely less frustrating. I could have traveled through all of central america without ever having to worry about a hot shower, a home cooked meal, and a nice place to sleep. Of course you then have to deal with stalkers…but still…it’s free!

Makes me miss my single days.

Hi Bobby Rio, it’s interesting that you mention Fortaleza. A while back before my Dad died, he wanted to retire somewhere in Latin America and I discovered Fortaleza on the internet. It seemed like the climate is ideal, and the city is beautiful. How is the lifestyle there? What are the women like?

Joe T.

Fortaleza is the perfect place to retire. My father and I are actually looking into a condo down there. The weather perfect year round. City is a fun beach town. Women. Thats what you go to Fortaleza for. You’ll fall in love every night of the week. Rio’s got a better selection but Fortaleza is more intimate. You get your self a girl (or a few) and relax by the beach, eat in nice restruants… man, i miss it just talking about it.

Bobby Rio – wow. Thanks, dude. I wanna go there now. Roosh, did you hear that? Roosh best make sure he gets his ass over that way!

I don’t disagree with VK or Jewcano. Perhaps my observation of Roosh’s experience was not all that clear. Although this is Roosh’s blog, I’d personally like to hear more about the amazing experiences and sites along his journey. Such things would indeed make me grateful for, and more tolerant of, the less pleasant aspects of backpack traveling.