Just our luck. Coming in to town we find out that every hotel room in town is booked due to some Evangelistic convention, some sport championship, and another event we don't even remember. We came to the town of Resistencia to see for ourselves at least a small portion of the some three hundred sculptures scattered in the area. I was really excited ( Read more... )

Never thought I'd hear myself say this, but I have grown tired of big cities. If you know me, you must know that I always spoke of NY, for example, as of a kindred spirit and portrayed myself always as a city girl mortified by suburbs. Now though, while I still cringe at the idea of living in a suburban area, I also must admit that after shlepping ( Read more... )

"Heaven on Earth," said a Russian guy selling matrioshkas (babushkas) on the weekend artisan market. "You came here in the wrong time, though. In the summer everything here looks much livelier, but even now when it doesn't, this is still the best place to live. I have cabins near here that I rent, with banya (Russian sauna). Built it myself. I'm ( Read more... )

Even though Uruguay and Argentina share a border and some cultural features like Tango and Mate, they definitely don't share the same schedule. Buenos Aires and Montevideo, the capitals, could not be more different. We did hear that Uruguay is laid back, but we could not even start imagining how much. While in BA every day of the week every place ( Read more... )

Nazca probably would be completely unknown if not only for the famous gigantic drawings, known to us as the Nazca Lines. Created thousands of years ago by the Nazca people, many wonder what is the purpose of these lines, but one thing is certain -- the only way to really appreciate these drawings is to take a ride in a small, six seater plane and ( Read more... )

Once again we reach a site where the pictures are worth a thousand words. Well correction, we've reached about ten such sites over the next three days. To tell you the truth, I would have preferred to do this whole drive on my own, without a guide, if only the book didn't say that to do that I would need a car, a GPS, and a loose screw in the head ( Read more... )

La Paz turned out to be a beautiful city with a huge and busy market where Shurik almost got pickpocketed; very political street art not only in form of highway side graffiti, but also on huge canvases displayed in public parks; and even something called the Witches Market, which turned out to be quite disappointing since, apart from bunches of ( Read more... )