It's taken months of saving and planning, but we are finally in South America! We have 5 months to travel from Buenos Aires over to Uruguay, up through the Iguazu Falls to Brazil, the Emerald Coast, Colombia, the Caribbean Coast, the Amazon, Peru, the Nazca Lines, Machu Picchu, Bolivia, Lake Titicaca, the Salar, back into Argentina, Mendoza, Chile, Patagonia and back to Buenos Aires by March 2012!
Saturday, March 10, 2012
Back in Buenos Aires!
After 3969 photos, 153 days, 63 hostels, 38 buses, 11 border crossings, 10 flights, 7 countries, 6 boats, 3 volcanoes, 2 counts of serious food poisoning and almost no Spanish, we have made it full circle, back to Buenos Aires. And we still came in under budget!
With G's incredible efforts as Head Researcher, Event Planner and Artistic Director and my unfailing attempts as Treasurer, Accountant, and Chef we have survived 5 months away with lots of laughs and very few battles.
From meeting orphaned manatees in the Amazon to having a rat fall on my head on the Caribbean, eating guinea pigs pancakes in Peru to getting food poisoning from a cheese and quinoa empanada in Argentina, standing in the flat endlessness of the Bolivian Salar to climbing the soaring towers of Chilean Patagonia, the oppressive wet heat of Catagena to the whistling icy winds of the Moreno Glacier. All of it unforgettable and fabulous.
Friday, March 9, 2012
Monday, March 5, 2012
Sunshine in Uruguay
After weeks in the mountain air of Patagonia we opted to spend our final South American week on the beaches of Uruguay. Didn't go quite to plan as it rained for most of the time we were in the little surfer town of La Paloma. But it wasn't cold, so we still wandered the beach, or sat on the balcony over looking the ocean and watching spectacular electric storms far out at sea. Although they blew in overnight and we woke in the middle of the night to the most intense thunder we have ever heard. It felt as is we were inside the storm itself.
On the final evening the weather cleared and we joined a relaxed couple of friends from the hostel and sat on the sand, watching the full moon rise above us and the red sun set into the Atlantic. When we got back to our hostel a huge fire had been lit and we sat around and ate freshly crispy fried fish. Even G enjoyed it.
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