Performance enhancing hugs
1/17/20 – 1/20/20 We commandeered the garden hose from the plaza in Londres to fill our water and then proceeded to wash ourselves. The women maintaining the flowers didn’t seem to mind this, although I received a pair of sour eyes when I started dumping baby powder down the front of my shorts to combat
Craft beer and kalamata olives
1/9/20 – 1/17/20 Soph had been in Salta for about a week by the time I arrived. “Look look, look in the fridge.” I looked. There was fresh ravioli, fresh salami, olives, parmesan cheese, prosciutto, and basil. “And look over here.” Fine extra virgin olive oil, a fresh baguette, a local Malbec, and croissants. “They
San Pedro de Atacama to Salta
1/2/20 – 1/7/20 The first day was mostly windless and uneventful. I stopped after a hundred kilometers near a small creek and set camp. I could have gone further but I knew it would be my last guaranteed water supply for two days and it made sense to leave in the morning well hydrated and