While in Iguazu, I got word from my old friend Alec, who devotees will remember was my travel companion through most of Central America.  It turns out that he was heading into Buenos Aires and would be there for my last week. So, when I arrived back in town from...

As soon as we arrived in the town of Iguazu, we ran into our friends Menno and Claudia and booked ourselves into the Marco Polo hostel.  Even though it was still early and we would have had time to see the falls that day, we opted instead to sit by the pool, get some...

After a nice cab ride from the airport (the driver might be the only person in all of Argentina who enjoys baseball), I checked into my hostel.  I found a few of my friends there, waiting with a nice chicken salad dinner.  Nice welcome, indeed.  It got nicer, as...

I struggled with the decision to go all the way down to Ushuaia.  On the one hand, it would cost a bunch of money, and I´d end up in a place with very little to do.  On the other hand, it´s as far south as civilization gets.  And so, I set off to see the End of...

Our bus from Puerto Madryn down to Rio Gallegos was supposed to leave at 5PM and take about 14 hours.  Instead, it was delayed until 8:30 and took closer to 20 hours.  Then we had to wait around Rio Gallegos for our bus to El Calafate.  All in all, we spent about...