Historical bridge - The springs
Today was an awesome and spectacular day. A total change from yesterday. I had bought a tour to the Andes mountain range that included a view of the Aconcagua (the tallest mountain in América), so I had to wake up very early to go to the tour. They came and picked me up to the hostel and everything went good. The tour included a few stops before going to the Andes, view the Aconcagua and have lunch at the border with Chile. The pre-mountain range was composed of very dry and desertic mountains, very similar to those of Chihuahua, with the difference that you could see the snowed Andes very far in the distance. Then we went to our first stop was at a man made lake which we could not appreciate fully since it was dawn and the sunshine prevented us from seeing the colors of the lake, and it was terribly windy so we could barely see anything.
Me at the Puente del Inca!!
We reached the town of Usupallata and we rented some special boots for the snow. After that, we passed a small bridge that the army of the Andes, leadered by San Martin built during the early 1800's. Then, as we resumed our trip towards the chilean border, the mountains started to have more and more snow, it was beautiful! I had never been in such a place. We passed several ski resorts and finally reached the Bridge of the Incas (Puente del Inca). What I saw there was just incredible. I was speechless. The bridge is a natural bridge constructed by milenia of sedimentation from warm water running by a glacier. The colors (dark yellow, some green and some red) were just incredibly beautiful. I couldn't but wow on it. I took several (well, many) pictures there.
Me at the Andes
Later on the road we stopped at a place where you could see the Aconcagua mountain. The Aconcagua is a weird mountain. It is very big (the biggest in the continent), but its form is like a very big hill, not sharp like other mountains. Then we had lunch at a terrific restaurant in the border with Chile and when we came back we stopped by a cemetary where those who had dared to climb the Andes in some form were buried, whether they succeeded or had died trying. I slept most of the trip back, so I can't say much more about it. This day was a very special day in my life. I had never seen snowed mountains before!
Later at night I attended a party at a nearby hostel and then went to the casino. I had a lot of fun! Mendoza is getting better it seems!