Ten days ago I didn´t know i would be taking a trip in early February...and yesterday at noon I landed in Buenos Aires.
By 2pm I was swimming in a rooftop pool, unwinding from the surprisingly painless overnight flight from JFK. (It may have helped that I was up until 4am the night before for the housewarming party my roommates and I threw on Sat night)
I can thank the 5 months of visits to the Panamanian Sheraton for ¨free¨rooms and the words: ¨¨you have been upgraded to the club level¨which will provide comfortable book-ends to the hostels and camping we have planned for most of the trip.
Tonight Galen (the first friend to respond to my facebook post asking for a travel partner on 7 days notice) and I will take the overnight sleeper bus to Medoza, for which I have high expectations. The seats recline to 140deg and they will serve dinner and breakfast. The plan for Medoza is to stay in a hostel and go around to visit wineries (possibly by bike)....although, I also want to look into windsurfing options, which was mentioned in the guidebook, despite the fact that Mendoza is in a desert near the border with Chile in the northern half of the country.
Yesterday afternoon we drank matte tea and wandered around the city feeling very at home and enjoying the many parks and fantastic cafes. Today we´ll go to the modern art museum during the hottest part of the day and then visit a few more parks and the giant (apparently spectacular) cemetary where Evita is buried. (FYI: Eva died at the age of 33 of cancer after being married to President Peron and making huge progress on social efforts in Argentina on behalf of women, the poor and the elderly).
Love you all and will post again soon!
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Good luck with the bike rental. I don't know if I told you, but the shop we rented from gave us tools to fix the bikes during our rental. This is because the bike broke so quickly I was able to run it back to the shop and get them. By the end of the ride, one of my pedals broke off and I had to complete the last few miles with a very odd riding style. It was still worth it though.
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