A few days later and my ass is feeling mighty numb. I have finally driven in a foreign country (Mexico and Canada don´t really count).
I met 2 other travelers (one swiss guy and one english girl) and took a mini break ¨into the woods¨ so to speak. We rented a car for a few days and drove on and on on unpaved roads into the mountains that made my brain jiggle like jello on an automatic massage chair. We ventured into areas where few go except tourists like ourselves and the handful of locals and gauchos who live on the land (from El Cerill to Cachi to Molina to Cafayette). I must say, even after being in California for so long and seeing so much of the majestic mountains the sierras have to offer, I was still blown away by these landscapes untouched by man. It did remind me a lot of Death Valley. At the same time, it´s always shocking to see the conditions of the poor people living on the land. One room houses were made of mud bricks sheets of corrugated metal haphazardly slapped together....Despite it all, sometimes I think I would mind living in such a remote place...at least you can wake up each day with a spectacular view in front of your eyes.
Then we went wine tasting at one of the local boutique vineyards in Cafayette (thanks Renee!). Such a juxtaposition of lifestyles that made me *almost* feel guilty, but not, since the wines were so yummy. I can´t deny that I´ve had a pretty good life so far in Argentina...wine and steak every day so far, which makes cc a very fat and happy cow!
I´m tired of desert and heat and sun. Time to get cold!
