Because We Can

You can't see our luggage in this line up ready to be loaded on the bus. It is on the far side and dwarfed by the bags of the other people on the tour. More than once we've been asked how can we travel with just that little bag. The best answer we give is, we just take what we need, not what we think we might need. Qualifying comment: We are seriously considering getting slightly, and I emphasize the word slightly, larger bags for future trips. The hiking pole that Linda bought during the trip has really helped her but it just barely fits in the bags we have now. Another of those, found on Linda's camera, photos. This is a very interesting hotel that we have been staying at, there are sheep grazing in the lawn and in the evenings we've seen a Vaquero on horseback rounding them up with the help of several sheepdogs. It looks like they have their own four-footed lawnmowers. Linda's comment on this photo was that it looks very much like Southern Utah. I have ...

The wind was blowing stronger this morning than the the previous two mornings. The photo is the water on the lake in front of the hotel being picked up by the wind. There is wind and then there is wind. I guess it one of those Crocodile Dundee things. This the ninth tour we have taken over the years and it seems the tour guides just keep getting better and better. We both agree the OAT tour guides are definitely superior to the Rick Steves guides and most of the OAT local/city guides are also better. The reason to downgrade several of them is due to their strong accent, not their knowledge or personality. Annie has gone above and beyond in so many ways this trip that she is far above any other guide we have ever had. Disclaimer: the above is the honest opinion of the writer of this blog and no remuneration or goods and services in kind was received for the foregoing. Blogger Bob. We are leaving Chile today and crossing into Argentina. The drive was long, the scenery filled wi...

It was short night but knowing it takes two to tango but only blow from an enraged grizzly to end a life, I opted to be quiet as a church mouse and let the sleeping bear enjoy every minute of sleep it could. Smart Bob. The Buenos Aires office where this blog is written and published, at least when you know who needs her sleep. Normally I would sit in bed and dictate the blog, but knowing just how miserable my Life would become if I did that and She was awakened because of it I sat at the desk and silently index finger typed. Very Smart Bob. On the way to the airport passed by a slum that Annie said had popped up following one of the major financial crisises that seem to plague Argentina. Whenever one occurs more poor people from distant areas of the country move to Buenos Aires in search of a better life. To put another way, it is better to almost starve in Buenos Aires than to certainly starve where they were before with absolutely no chance of ever bettering their circumstan...