I’m on my way to India as I write. This is going to be a good year for travelling. I’ve been skiing and eating Khachapuri in Georgia, visited Fidel’s Cuba, and Azerbaijan has gracefully granted me a visa.
All the rich and the famous of Argentina travel to Punta del Este, Uruguay in summer. They go there because of all the fabulous beaches, and I suspect: because everybody else go there. Not being rich, nor famous we still figured that it would be nice to spend some time at the beach.
Mendoza is known internationally for two things: fine wine and Aconcagua – the world’s highest mountain outside of Asia (6956m). We went to see both. Continue reading
Since our smiling argentine friend Guada picked us up at Ezeiza airport on Wednesday, Buenos Aires has only become better and better. Tango, clubbing, Evita, wine, sun, ridiculously low prices and lots of friendly people – and some old friends. Continue reading
I´m in Barrio Brasil, a neighbourhood in Santiago, updating my webpages on the go. The capital of Chile is a clean and orderly city surrounded by beautiful snow-capped mountain peaks. However, I´m sure that the city´s 5 million inhabitants are getting pretty sick (also literally) of the dense smog cloud that is filling the valley between the mountains and reducing visibility severely. Continue reading