On the Road

When we first awoke, after a surprisingly pleasant night on the bus, we were surely in a ¨No Country for Old Men¨ landscape. Adjusting to the scenery away from the city was the morning task. Just as we were becoming comfortable with the rolling desert hills and winding roads, a gigantic snow covered mountain popped its peak up off to the right, and on the left, very blue sparkling water from one of the seven great lakes of Argentina. From our vantage point in the double-decker bus, we had a 180 degree view of it all.

We´re officially in a utterly unique region of the world, nothing John and I could have ever dreamed up ourselves. There are cattle running in relatively infinite space, horses looking majestic, one even roaming dangerously free by the road side. Gauchos (Argentinian cowboys) mounted on their horses are waving at us. What a beautiful way to start the next chapter!