3500+ kilometers down, and we only had to pay the cops off once the entire trip. Our 9 to 10 day trip is better noted, day-by-day, in the Misiones photo album. And it gives a better idea of our trip because words don't quite express the beauty of some things we saw. Actually photos, as well, can hardly describe. The ones of Iguazu don't even do justice... But given our white Volkswagen Gol (named "Blanquita"), we headed out of BA. 2 hours into the r...

We're off to Iguazu Falls tomorrow! Car rented, an atlas bought, and a brief idea of where we may stop to camp along the way. And Sarge gets to drive all 40+ hours. (Good) for many reasons: A, I can't drive stick. B, "I can't drive well" (arguable). C, I can read the whole time since we don't have CDs and we have listened to almost every popular radio song 1000 times on the music video channel. SO EXCITED. We'll probably be eating a lot of pasta and tuna...

Today we celebrate our first month of being in Buenos Aires. And what better way to do so than going to an operaaa and sitting in one of these seats in the Teatro Colon-- http://hotelcarlosprimero.com.ar/eng/index.php?teatro-col%F3n,39 (Sarge kept begging me to go to the Justin Beiber concert, but I had to put my foot down and say no...). Even though we've been here for a month, we can still say we are very, very American. (Is this a good thing? Meh.) We...

Our first viaje come and gone. We left the city and headed to Tigre, a little city located in the midst of the Parana delta and a mere 50-minute train ride away. We found our bright orange hostel right away and ended up spending the night in a room with a gaucho (Argentina cowboy), a Mexican girl who we never saw, an Aussie, and a Cuban man. The only real contact we made with any of these people (besides me dreaming up conversations with the gaucho that ended ...

Guilty. I told Sarge no, but it was the only thing I could think about when I woke up this morning. I don't even do it in the States and there are thousands on each corner. Maybe it was the "resaca" speaking, but I put on my sweatpants and Sarge his baseball hat and we left the apartment and went to... McDonalds. I was in no mood to mingle in Espanol. I couldn't find what Happy Meal was in Spanish (honestly, probably just 'appy mea') so I ordered a regular hambu...