The road to Argentina was short..
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January 9th, 2008 – by: kriscosta
"You want to leave when? And, you want me to check with my boss for time off basically, today?" I gasped from the phone trying to remain calm. We'd been talking for months about traveling somewhere warm and sunny in January.
In our 10-day adventure we decided we wanted to limit our time to several locations: Buenos Aires, Iguazu Falls, and Mendoza.
Our first stop: Iguazu Falls. A place unlike anything else on this earth. This natural beauty is hard to describe. The photos cannot describe the enormity or the volumous sound that the explosive falls make when gravity takes over. We hiked all three of the trails through the jungle and well built walking bridges over the swamps and the Rio de Iguazu to arrive at a handful of the beautiful 278 falls in this rain forest. The views were nothing short of breathtaking and spectacular. There is more to Iguazu than massive water sprays and endless trails through the 60,000 hectres of rain forest (that used to total 1 million). Myth has it that a jealous forest god caused the riverbed to collapse in front of lovers, causing precipitous falls where the girl fell and at their base became a rock and the warrior became a tree overlooking his fallen lover.
Second stop: Buenos Aires. A city of 12 million people, colorful buildings and architeture that reminded me of Italy and Spain, people tangoing in the street, beef on every menu, great wine for $10 a bottle, buses and taxis that were inexpensive and sunshine that made it easy to walk everywhere made our time in Buenos Aires unforgettable. We stayed in a colorful hostel that was quaint and colorful but the rooms were extremely hot and cell-like. Yet, we stayed in a wonderful location, San Telmo neighborhood, home to the most incredible Sunday flea market where you could find every person that lived in this area.
Our third stop: Mendoza. Famously known as Argentina's wine country and aired Andes Mountain Range. Once we finally reached Mendoza after much debacle at the airport; our odd and quick airport transit ordeal which split up Ruby and I into different cars had us wondering... is this a kidnapping attempt? As we drove through Mendoza, we were greeted with sunshine and tree-lined streets that refocused on the reason we had come - the wine.
Our last night in Argentina: Buenos Aires. We traveled back from a few days in Mendoza to catch our flight back to the U.S. We stayed at a fantastic B&B, toured the Eva Peron museum, and met a group of friends from Berlin out for dinner and a night of tango raves. It was a fantastic last night in Argentina: dinner at 10pm, ending at 1:30am (which included many bottles of Argentine wine), then we headed to tango clubs until 5am on a random Wednesday night.
I write this as I return from 95-degree Argentina weather to the cold 35-degree weather of Central California. As a I reflect on my amazing journey to Argentina, I remember fondly the warm culture that embraced us, along with the colorful sights and sounds of the eighth largest country in the world. The road to planning Argentina was short, but the 10 days in this amazing country allowed for a lifetime of memories.
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