This post is a continuation of Buenos Aires, Argentina - Part I.  Here we get a chance to step outside our neighbourhood of San Telmo. What to See and Do Outside of San Telmo Recoleta Cemetery Walking into the Recoleta Cemetery is quite an experience.  You enter from a busy street, filled with the noise of everyday city life, and are suddenly enveloped in a quiet, tree-lined space with statues, crypts, mausoleums and tombs.  And cats.

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With our truck enjoying its four to six week Atlantic cruise, it was time for us to settle in for several weeks and wait until our beloved arrived at the Jacksonville, Florida port.  It made more sense for us to rent an apartment in Buenos Aires and stick around in Argentina than it did to fly... well, basically anywhere.  Lucky for us, Buenos Aires had quite a bit to keep us busy for those weeks. Little to

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Driving north from Ushuaia on RN3 was really just an exercise in keeping ourselves entertained.  3,094 kilometers to Buenos Aires in five days isn't really that bad, but the straight roads, relentless headwinds, and never changing scenery meant we had to keep busy between gas stations and empty campgrounds.  We spent months driving south along the Andes, so it took some time to get used to flat plains and the epic sunsets through the driver-side

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Upon leaving Puerto Natales we realized that literally within several days we would arrive at the end of the road: Ushuaia, Argentina. Despite this fact, we still had close to 1,000 kilometers to go. A quick boat ride from Punta Delgada across the narrowest section of the Strait of Magellen placed us onto the archipelago of Tierra del Fuego, translated into English as “Land of Fire." The name is derived from a Portuguese explorer by the name of Ferdinand Magellen,

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A friend of ours sent some cash monies our way with some advice, “Spend it on something you normally wouldn’t.” We had visions of fancy dinners or hotel stays, but these were quickly replaced with something a bit different. While we were living back in Vancouver between the Central and Southern legs of our trip, I stumbled upon an Instagram photograph of someone walking on a glacier in Argentina. Neat. When a little bit of

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From Parque Patagonia we continued to the Argentinian border.  This border crossing was tiny, just a little house in the middle of nowhere.  It became pretty desolate, and we spent what felt like forever meandering over the washboard roads to the paved Ruta 40.  Patagonia seemed to be taking its toll -- dust and dirt had embedded itself in the zipper of our tent cover, making it impossible to close.  While we were driving, the

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My Grandfather became ill in October (we were in Peru at that time) and was hospitalized for four months.  He was released from the hospital in February.  While housesitting at Lorraine's place we made the decision to travel home to Vancouver for two weeks to visit my Grandpa.  I didn't want to have any regrets and my family had told me that he was quite frail.  So we hopped on an airplane and arrived in Vancouver 15

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After arriving in San Pedro de Atacama, Chile it was time for a legitimate American/Canadian Thanksgiving dinner with Jenine, George, Mallary and Chris, complete with turkey, stuffing, potatoes, veggies, and wine.  We all raised a glass and enjoyed each others' company, as this would be the last time the six of us would all be together in one place in South America. The town of San Pedro de Atacama was dry, dusty and packed with

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We made a quick stop in Bariloche (the largest town in Lakes District) to stock up on groceries and sample some chocolate at Mamuschka (try the hazelnut-filled one) before heading to our campsite at Lago Gutierrez.  Bariloche was an interesting city.  Only after driving through the outskirts on our way out did we notice the dichotomy of this tourist town.  The backside is comprised of dirt roads and run-down buildings, making Argentina's economic woes very

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