Moving north away from Tierra del Fuego took 32 hours, two buses, a ferry (in which we spotted several dolphins playing in the wake), and two border crossings. When we arrived in Puerto Madryn we were beat. With one week of our Latin American journey remaining we got to quick work despite our exhaustion, partnered up with three other travelers, and rented a car for the next few days so that we could enjoy all the ecology of the area.
With nasty wind coming off the water we decided head south first to the penguin colony at Punta Tombo. Jill and I were still a bit disappointed with our last penguin experience in Tierra del Fuego and since this …

You never know where life will take you, if you had asked me three years ago where we’d be spending our third wedding anniversary I’m 100% sure I never would have said the end of the world. And technically we didn’t, we were in Torres del Paine, but given the tent and wind situation, we decided it was better to celebrate it at the end of the world. Funny how things change, for to celebrate our anniversary all I really wanted to do was stay at a nice hotel and have a few days where we’re not “traveling” but rather relaxing like we’re on vacation.
As the main port for Antarctic cruises, Ushuaia was a lot less touristy than …

After spending so many hours this week on a bus we figured it was time to pay a tribute to some of the most…adventurous food we eat on a regular basis. Half of me wants to just put some pictures up and let them speak for themselves but first a little background.
When we started our trip, there was no such thing as bus food. Twice in Mexico we were given a can of soda and a small ham sandwich and were quite beside ourselves with excitement…until we bit into the sandwich…and then were thankful for the soda. Generally the food on the buses in Mexico and especially in Central America (Mexico is in North America…never EVER confuse …

Two and a half days on a bus from Bariloche and we found ourselves deep in southern Patagonia. Barren plains with wind so strong the double decker bus shook violently with each gust, it wasn’t beautiful to look at in the traditional sense and yet we couldn’t take our eyes off the landscape. Flat and uninviting, you could see the sky for miles, which unfortunately for us, meant seeing the impending storms.
We finally arrived in El Calafate, exhausted, dirty and wanting a good meal. The town basically only exists as a entry point for the Perito Moreno glacier, so its touristy and in our opinion one of the more expensive places in Argentina. Almost everyone whose …