argentina
I fell head over heels in love with Argentina.
It started with Iguazu Falls. Then came Buenos Aires, a magical mix of neighborhoods, bars, restaurants, nightclubs, art, and history. I spent 6 hours in the cemetery where Evita is buried.
By sheer force of will, I finally left to go west to Mendoza to bike through wineries and see (from a distance) Aconcagua, the second highest mountain in the world. Chile was next, but my love affair with Argentina would continue in Patagonia just a few weeks later.
