Going through South America (and Central America for that matter), I’ve watched my fair share of soccer (I’ll never, ever call it “football” – unless it’s spelled with a “u”). I’ve given it a shot – I really have tried to get into it. It’s just so painful. Try as…
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South
Well, I’ve put another continent in the books. South America was incredible. I was of course excited to hit the highlights – stroll around Machu Picchu, lay eyes on the mighty Andes, stand under the arms of the Christ the Redeemer statue in Rio, visit Ushuaia and “the end of…
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Rio
This won’t be a long entry for a couple reasons: First, I wasn’t in town for very long. I had about four days and three nights, which is obviously pretty short. Second, I hated it. When one thinks of Brazil, Rio is the first city that comes to mind. Beautiful…
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Iguazu
As most of you know, I have booked very, very little ahead of time on this little trip. Outside of the Antarctica voyage, I secured only five other flights at various points along the way. The next one on the agenda was the hop from South America to Africa, or…
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Buenos
After my adventure in the great white south, I hopped on a flight to Buenos Aires. I’d a little over two weeks before heading to Africa, and I figured I’d spend a little time in the Argentinean capital. I ended up spending nearly two weeks here, due to a couple…
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Waddle
On Tuesday morning, I got up early – about 7:30 (In Ushuaia, anything before 8:00 is considered ridiculous) and took advantage of the free breakfast at the hostel. It consisted of watery OJ, small pieces of dry toast and some really, really good croissants. There were some condiments as well…
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Unseasonable
After reading some stuff in my guide book and visiting the tourist office on Sunday (which was a rainy, boring day), I got up Monday morning ready to do some hiking. With all these mountains around, how could you not? Scaling up a mountain to see the nearby Marital Glacier…
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Bottom
My flight to Ushuaia was to leave at 8:50 on Saturday morning. I shared a taxi at 6:00 from the hostel to the airport with a Norwegian dude named Daniel. Having already toured the airport the day before on my little parcel quest, I knew exactly where I was going. …
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Refuge
When I woke up on day one in Santiago, the first order of business was to procure a new camera. While I love my little 2 megapixel job, and it’s good in a pinch, it’s just not the device you want on a trip like this. After asking directions from…
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Stuck
The bus ride to Chile was very scenic. But not as scenic as it would have been with my camera. Unfortunately it was pretty long as well. Even longer without my camera. It was like I’d lost a friend. Sad, I know, but that’s really how it felt. Now some…