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(Flashback 2 weeks)

As we set our bags down in our new apartment in downtown Buenos Aires, we let out a sigh of relief.  We had made it through one of the longest travel days (or is it nights?), the absolute worst flight leg by far (and soon to be our most difficult jet lag adjustment of the trip), cleared Argentina’s customs office with enough U.S. currency to pay for the unforeseen $264 “reciprocation fee*” and could finally settle into our own space, in one place, for the next 9 nights.  Yee-haw!

Tango in the streets of Buenos Aires

Argentina is world renown for their tango, vino (wine), and organic grass fed cows (i.e. yummy tasting beef), and it is likely you equate at least one of these things with the country.  But this country also carries a reputation for their exquisite pampas valleys (or grass plains), old world estancias (ranches) and tough gauchos (cowboys).  Yeehaw!

Now we certainly filled up on a bit of each of these during our visit, but our favorite by far was the visit to the Estancia La Cinacina.  We drove about two hours outside of Buenos Aires to the colonial town of San Antonio de Areco (thanks for the rec Nicola!) and stayed at this beautiful ranch bordering the river.  We played tourists for a few hours and sat through a quasi-cheesy, but worth it, “Fiesta Gaucho,” where we saw a few tricks with the horses and cowboys, ate a killer Argentine barbeque and watched a tango show.  Though the best part of our two-day stay here, was after the tourist bus left, and it was literally just the two of us left on the gorgeous ranch grounds.  We took long bicycle rides throughout the ranch, surrounding neighborhoods and the town of SA de Areco, enjoyed a read by their pool, walk through the ranch with the horses and cows, took in amazing architecture (I’m dreaming of an Old World Spanish home now) and soaked up some of the most luscious fruit we’ve had in ages.  Since we both spent part of our childhood on ranches, we felt incredibly at home in this environment…all we were missing were the chores.

So the term “Yeehaw!” can actually mean, “ride ‘em cowboy” or “thank goodness”.  In Argentina, this actually meant both for us.

*”reciprocation fee” = that means, the United States requires a visa for Argentines to enter our country, at the large price tag of $132 for the visa, and even though Argentina does NOT require a visa for foreign citizens to enter their country, they instead charge a “reciprocation fee” to the countries who make their citizens pay to enter theirs.  Seems fair, but we weren’t expecting it.  And times that by two of course ($264), and require it to be paid in US currency (of which most of ours had been stolen) and it becomes a bit of a stressful situation.


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This Little Piggy

This little piggie went to Africa.

This little piggie stayed home.

This little piggie had a parasite.

This little piggie had none.

This little piggie went wee wee wee, all the way to Argentina.

Many questions and concerns about Casey’s parasite. Little pinkie toe seems fine. No itch. No worm (as far as we can see, or Casey can feel). Wound healed. We will keep an eye on it though. We have pretty much resigned to the fact that we’ve picked up lots of “friends” on our RTW and will likely get a full body check upon our return. I remember taking my microbiology class when I returned from Africa (back in college) and my prof got all excited when she found out that I had been in Africa a few months prior…she wanted me to give her a stool sample so she could check out all the parasites I had picked up! Can you imagine? Giving MY stool sample for the lab class to rummage through under microscopes. Good golly. Did I ever tell you I’m a germ freak?

We’re in Buenos Aires and finally over our jet lag. The trip from Australia to Argentina was probably our roughest leg. We’ve rented a little apartment in downtown Buenos Aires (Recoleta) and are enjoying our own space. Today we are heading off for a day trip to Uruguay (another country that was not on our original itinerary). It is supposed to be a quick 2-hour ferry ride to the town of Colonia so we figured, what the heck.


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