mendoza
chileans don’t respect the sanctity of the line. at all. there is no such thing as patiently waiting in single file order. i think that’s why they use the number system to such a ridiculous extent. otherwise the pharmacy would be mad chaos. not to mention the cheese counter. things could get ugly. on friday night my friends and i are were waiting at the terminal for our overnight bus to mendoza, argentina. as soon as the correct bus pulled into the gate, a stampede of jostling, shoving, elbow throwing chileans surged forward to check their luggage and board the bus. i was pushed out of my place by no less than ten people. a very docile looking woman hip checked me in her rush to put her winnie the pooh embroidered suitcase in the storage space. i really don’t understand. we have assigned seats. it actually doesn’t matter at what point you board.
after the great bus battle of 2011 we finally made it to our seats. our quick seven hour trip turned into a twelve hour journey as we joined the mass exodus of chileans headed to mendoza for the long weekend. five hours spent at the border. not my idea of a great time. never will i ever complain about airport security as long as i live.
i love mendoza. in chile, i’ve grown accustomed to trash littering the streets and stray dogs chasing my heels while i run. but mendoza trades both of those in for beautiful tree lined streets, gorgeous plazas, boutique and café lined streets, and a gigantic park. and the food. amazing pastries and ice cream and real coffee and steak and pasta and wine. not to mention that one of my good friends from du is studying there, and was free to show us around her city. all in all, an excellent weekend.
buying alfajores (dulce de leche sandwiched between two wafery cookies covered in chocolate)
empanada lesson = free food and a new skill
parque san martin
wine tour
once upon a time wine was stored in here
a whole lotta wine
biking from winery to winery
not gonna not order a triple scoop
heading back through the argentine andes
this can’t be real life
spring in the andes
The Lord is compassionate and gracious, slow to anger, abounding in love. He will not always accuse, nor will he harbor his anger forever; he does not treat us as our sins deserve or repay us according to our iniquities. For as high as the heavens are above the earth, so great is his love for those who fear him; as far as the east is from the west, so far has he removed our transgressions from us. As a father has compassion on his children, so the Lord has compassion on those who fear him. Psalm 103:8-13
