Mendoza

How many bus rides begin with a shot glass of champagne and a pastry? Wine with microwaved dinner, and a glass of whisky on the rocks before the lights go out and the movie starts... 13 hours went by fast... I slept so well, the bus chairs were huge and reclined. And awoke to the snow capped Andes on the horizon. Not a bad trip for under $70 US.

Now, having said that. the 15 minutes right before I got on the bus were pretty intense. I was almost at gringo panic mode. That's ok, you can chuckle... I know I will when I read this again. But at that moment I was one frazled nate. I got to the bus station already late for my bus... didn't even know if I was waiting in the right place... no one would help me cause I couldn't speak spanish... and about 3 people had earlier warned me about getting mugged at the bus station. Hey, I might not have been prepared... but I never said I was a boy scout. So I took a moment to relax after pacing the length of the bus terminal, breathed for a moment, and finally noticed the giant (like huge) sign showing bus arrival gates. It's a good thing argentinian buses are later than I am. Hmm, what a concept... I think I like it here.

So long story short... I made it to Mendoza.

Too tired to give details for today, but I rode aPi bike around the city and ate 420 grams of incredible rare argentinian beef, wine, beer... and tomorrow I snowboard.

Pictures from today on the way!