So we left Tierra del Fuego, after 4 amazing days in Ushuaia, and had
to choose our next stop. I knew it wasn't going to be anything
compared to where we just were, but the 5th of January is Danica's
birthday, so we had to choose something...
Puerto
Madryn sounded great in our Lonely Planet book, so we found a connecting
bus there, from Rio Gallegos. Overnight, and we actually slept pretty
well, and arrived in Puerto Madryn at noon, on her birthday.
We
checked into "Tosca" hostel, only about 6 blocks from the bus terminal,
and set out to enjoy the Atlantic beach town as much as possible...
Had
lunch right on the beach, at "Lizard's" cafe, where the Pizza was
delicious, but the waiters were idiots...We ordered a bottle of
Chardonnay, which sounded great in the hot summer sun, and after 20
minutes of waiting, a waiter comes out holding a bottle of Malbec, and
starts to open it...I quickly said, "Este no es vino blanco, es tinto!"
(Meaning, this is not white wine, it's red!) He tries to convince us
it's white, and I told him to send it back and bring the white...I mean,
come on...First of all, I'm from California, where we too, have
delicious wine, and lots of it. He disappears with the Malbec, and
another 15 minutes later our female waitress comes out and apologizes,
saying they don't have white wine. I walked 2 blocks down the road, and
bought a bottle of champagne from a kiosk, for 5 dollars. Worked out
better in the long run!
Our day continued, as we spent a
couple hours on the beautiful, vast beach just in front of town, and
watched thirsty Argentinians sipping boiling Mate in the hot sun, while
we continued our Champagne binge, on our second bottle, on the sand. I
cooked her a nice dinner, parilla style, with steak, corn, roasted red
pepper, and zucchini and onion. Visited with some guys from Buenos
Aires for a bit, before retiring for the night. Long day, but we had a
blast, and 25 only comes once in a lifetime. Happy birthday Babe!
At
this point in time, looking back, we've done over 8,000 miles, or over
13,000 kilometers, since we started in San Jose, Costa Rica in March.
Wow...Ushuaia was the furthest south we'll get, and now we officially
begin our ascent of the continent, where we ultimately will find
ourselves back in Lima, to fly home...
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