After 19 hours and two flights we landed in Buenos Aires. The flight from Sao Paolo was rather bumpy well actually very bumpy as far as I was concerned; when did airlines stop putting sick bags in seat pockets? Surprisingly we got through immigration control and customs with no problems. An hour after arriving at our apartment Peter realised he had left his jacket with our phones in the taxi; opps so back we went to the airport. Amazingly we did get them back, bu...

I don't think it was long after returning from South America that Peter said he would like to go back. Now I did love Gerty (our Landrover Defender 110) but it was a little cramped and as Peter could not be trusted to stay holding a bath towel around me whilst I showered outside I agreed to the second trip on condition that we got a bigger vehicle so that showering and cooking could take place inside. What to get? We wanted a 4x4 with sufficient headroom for Pet...

Yes this is the last blog entry from Argentina, dedicated to Riley Pullan, because of his interest in trains. The final leg of our journey through Argentina involved high altitudes, bad roads and a train line. The train line is called 'tren a las nubes' (train to the clouds). It was designed by a Pennsylvanian engineer and took 20 years to build from 1921. It was originally used to service Borax mines in the mountains but is now only operated occasionally as a t...

This entry is dedicated to our friend Mia who loves rocks. So we are back in Argentina for the last time. The Argentinian customs was interesting. Firstly we had to queue (the first time ever) outside the office in the blazing midday sun. Everything was slowly handwritten in two ledgers after the officer had returned from the kitchen where he was cooking lunch and then a very camp Customs officer wanted to inspect Gerty but got no further than the kitchen arrang...