There is no denying that Steph and I have fallen behind on the blog. Blogging in South America versus blogging in India presented some noticeable differences. While internet was often easier to come by, down time was pretty much non…
Welcome to Barf-re-al: Hell on Earth in Barreal
Alright, the town we were staying in was called Barreal not Barfreal, but that is always how I am going to remember it. It seems that I am making it a habit of telling stories about getting sick on the…
Blo-karting our way off the beaten track: Barreal
With extra time in Argentina due to Marieke not having a passport (and therefore not able to enter Chile, Uruguay or Bolivia), we decided to head back to Mendoza to meet up with a friend we had met in Puerto…
Roadtripping through Northern Argentina Part V: Purmamarca to Salta
Our final day of the road trip started off with a bit of relief as left the odd town of Purmamarca, heading for the hills and beyond to Salinas Grandes. We were soon climbing sharply up the twisty mountain roads,…
Roadtripping through Northern Argentina Part IV: Cochi to Purmamarca
We awoke unsure if Eddie would be alive, but luckily he was, and even luckier, willing to drive us again today, this time to Purmamarca. The promise of a sealed, paved road (for the most part) awaited. That and stunning…
Road-tripping through Northern Argentina Part II: Salta to Cafayate
We woke up a bit tired (as usual), after our relatively late night hanging out with my friend Karina, but managed to be on the road by 9:30am. Getting out of Salta tested Eddie’s driving skills and patience, as he…
Road-tripping through Northern Argentina Part I: Getting to Salta
Following our morning of bicycle wine touring in San Rafael, we jumped on a three hour bus to Mendoza, to connect with a 19 hour one to get us to Salta. We had plans to meet up with Rita (who…
San Rafael – Visiting a Newfoundlander’s Winery in Argentina
Following our comically devastating day of trying to get from Mendoza to San Rafael we needed our luck to turn around. Fortunately I had been in contact with a wine representative from St. John’s who carried Chayee Bourass, a winery…
Worst Day Ever- Mendoza Part III
I should have known that the bottle breaking was an omen for the day that lay ahead. The 200 peso bottle of DiamAndes Malbec, the most expensive bottle of wine that we had bought so far on the trip, the…
Mendoza Part II: A bed for wine or wine for bed?
Unsurprisingly, after the night before, we were not thrilled about the alarm that went off at 9am to ensure we could take advantage of the free breakfast at the hostel. The slices of bread did not offer us any redemption,…