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…
Roadtripping through Northern Argentina Part III: Cafayate to Cochi
With a long day ahead of us, we managed to get an early start and on the road by 8:30am. Half an hour later however, we had to stop to take photos and enjoy the blissful morning just outside of…
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…
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,…
Bus Bingo in Mendoza Wine Region
Leaving a relaxing four days of camping in Bariloche, we boarded our 19 hour bus to Mendoza. A couple of hours past stunning scenery of endless lakes, the servicio man (buses over a certain length tend to be “con servicio”…
Hitching a ride in Bariloche
If someone asks me what comes to mind when someone brings up Bariloche, it is probably dirt. Dirt on my shoes, dirt on my legs, dirt in crevices of my neck I’ve only started to notice since turning thirty, dirt…
A Severe Lack of Sleep: Welcome to Travelling in Argentina
If you know me, you know I like to sleep. I need my sleep. I am not an early riser. But when I travel, I sacrifice these tendencies. But when Marieke and I decided on Argentina for this trip, I…