She came to us the very first night we spent here, in Puerto Iguazu, and stayed for five days. She came through our rooms window, as she probably done many times before, and we didn't chase her away as she was so soft and obedient. We let her sleep in the same bed as us and she did, for the whole five nights, purring like a tractor which, by the ( Read more... )

San Ignacio was just a short stop, not even half a day, on our way to the main and last attraction in Argentina - Iguazu Falls. The Jesuit and Guarani cultures are an important part of this country's heritage and this is where we chose to have our history lesson.
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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... )

We spent wonderful time in Cordoba and I have exactly zero pictures to show for it. Actually, it's for the better; this is a family show after all. All extracurricular activity was strictly restricted to the hostel room we dared not to come out of under the grave fear of ending the blissful feeling we acquired by just being with each other and ( Read more... )

Let me tell you how it usually is - We reach a place, an amazing place, where nature is grander than life and so beautifully amazing no camera in the world can possibly capture and express what our eyes are seeing. Usually, I feel extremely lucky, but at the same time saddened I cannot fully share my experience with everybody else; but this time I ( 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... )

Ah, the Seven Lakes. See now in the Bolivian Salar there were lakes - red ones, green ones, even white ones. But here, lakes are lakes. Beautiful, serene, surrounded by volcanoes, but still not very exciting lakes. Maybe by now we are just simply spoiled and it is impossible to see so many incredible sites and still keep ooh-ing and aah-ing about ( Read more... )

Much like Cuzco in Peru, Bariloche was a much necessary rest stop. Don't you look at me like that. We too do need rest. I know it sure seems like we are on an extended vacation, but to us it is more like a job we love doing but at times tire from. What we hoped to do is get a room and for a few days go into deep hibernation interrupted only by ( Read more... )

Three days we waited to see this damn cave located just a few hours from the small town of Perito Moreno. The first day, the 10th, we found out it's impossible to rent a car in town and the only tour going out is full. We did book a tour for the next day, the 11th. But when nobody showed up to pick us up in the morning, the boys went to the tour ( Read more... )

The bummer: Spending a day killing time by making a map for a town that doesn't seem to have one, only to find out later that two and a half hours away, in The Cave of Hands, there are color copies of a perfectly good map. (My map included ( Read more... )