So we started our day with a 3 mile hike to center city to meet up with a tour group for our final BA adventure. We ended up with a relatively small group with a guy from Holland, a woman from Swizterland, a guy from Mexico and yours truely. We decided on the "south city" tour since that was the only part of the city we weren't able to explore by foot. This took us to the Puerto Madero which an up and coming portion of the city right on the water. Filled with lots of modern high rises, it looks like you've entered an entirely new city. Past this we rode by the Ecological Reserve, which is the portion of BA which use to be underwater, but is now overrun by vegitation and made for ... read more

The ferry from Montevideo to Buenos Aires leaves at 8am and Abby and I figure it'll take about an hour to get all of our stuff from the hostel to the bus station given the fact that everything is taking a lot longer in Uruguay than we had counted on. Since neither one of us had an alarm clock we figured the only sensible thing to do would be to party all night and just go straight to the bus terminal sans sleep. Turns out, this is a fantastic idea. Bars don't close in Montevideo and we managed to con some locals into our plan. We bar hopped all around the city and as the drinks kept flowing our new friends got progressively less and less willing /capable of speaking English and Abby and I got ... read more

So we finally take off South Bound about 8 o'clock. Our flight attendant refuses to serve us unless we speak in Spanish, which was pretty entertaining since all we could say was "Mas Vino!" At about 3am we flew through a lightening storm, which, albiet scary, was pretty neat. I debated for awhile whether or not I should wake up Abby for this once in a life time experience, and eventually decided she needed to see this. After waking up Abby just looked straight ahead, said "Oh shit", then immediately fell asleep without even looking out the window. In her defense she woke up about 2 minutes later and watched it...but her survivor skills were a bit delayed. We landed in Argentina around 645am. What I was expecting was how flat it would be. Plus it ... read more

So officially 24 hours after our adventure was suppose to begin, we still find ourselves sitting in Atlanta. ::Damn you Sandy:: Flight from DC to Atlanta was pretty uneventful, except the PA was at about double the volume it needed to be and I had no idea we were landing until we touched ground, at which point I thought we were dying. Also, to both of our surprise...Atlanta's international terminal is as swanky as the rest of the airport is hoodrat. Who knew?... read more