Don’t Cry For Me Argentina! (part 1)

I don’t remember whether or not I shared the story of us getting robbed (okay – not that dramatic…our car got broken into) in Argentina…so sometime I will…but in the meantime, these are the pictures from the part of our trip that we DID have a camera for.  You’ll have to give Joel credit for the captions on the pictures…these are the comments he posted on his facebook album.

The ferry from Colonia, Uruguay to Buenos Aires is called the BUQUEBUS. Every time I saw this word, it reminded me of the BBQ BUS that would grill burgers at my elementary school on track day. My Casper peeps know what I'm talking about.

The steak in Argentina is a bit better than you get from the BBQ bus.

Katy operating the elevator like a pro. This is the first elevator I have been on that requires turning a doorknob

On our flight to Salta, our Nalgene bottle leaked about a liter of water into the overhead compartment above us. We found out that water pouring through the light fixtures does not cause an electrical fire in the cabin of a Boeing 737. Good job Boeing!

Blocks of salt stacked behind a mound of salt. FUN FACT: The Salinas salt flats are one of only a couple places on Earth with more white bricks than Charlie Sheen's basement

The fearless Volkswagen GOL, ye are the salt of the earth

Argentina is very high in sodium.

Want a mountain pass road that never needs plowed? Build it out of salt!

Argentine grape juice. Malbec = winning, DUH!