Last Hoorah for our Hero

March 14th & 15th

Last Hoorah for our Hero

We got up early from our lovely campsite and got on the road. We wanted to get to BA and drop off Casimiro and get to the hotel with some time to chill. We discovered one of the problems with Casimiro – the back lug nuts had worn through some washers and the dually wheel was wobbling around. Ugh. We changed the tire and that helped.

As you get closer to BA, the roads don’t get any better, and in fact they get worse, with more speed bumps. We got lost a couple of times and I was getting crabby at my navigator. Clearly her dual glasses technique wasn’t helping.  The going is very slow as you approach.

A novel technique for dealing with bright sun and small print on the map
A novel technique for dealing with bright sun and small print on the map

We limped our way to Tortugas Mall, which was our turn off to Cris’ house and stopped in at Starbucks to chill and get a coffee. It really tasted good. We made our way to Cris’ house and unpacked the van and repacked into our trunks and suitcases. The stupid wheel fiasco cost me some coin. Bummer. We said goodbye to Casimiro who had transported us all over the place, 6000 km of wild road. I guess he was the hero of the trip. I think he was glad to see me go.

Loading and Unloading zone. Adios to our leaky hero Casimiro
Loading and unloading zone. Adios to our leaky hero Casimiro

For all of the stuff we brought, we had used most of it. Probably the one thing I didn’t use was the bug repellent, which is a good thing! Glad I brought my ice axe, too.

I finally found the canned tomatoes that Susanne kept asking about
I finally found the canned tomatoes that Susanne kept asking about

By the time all was said and done we didn’t get to hotel until about 5 pm. The traffic in downtown BA is pretty amazing, plus there was some political rally or something going on. There were all sorts of dudes with drums and stuff and cars honking like crazy. Maybe it was for the pope. Whatever.

It turned out to be a super-swanky hotel right in downtown BA. Our room was huge and very comfortable. We were both exhausted and just didn’t have the energy to go out on the town by the time we had gotten combobulated, showered and all.

The room was super comfortable and both slept really well. We got up late, went down to the gym for a workout, which felt really good. I ran my age for a 10k. Yeah! I’m ready to get back to some good training in Colorado. The breakfast was great and they actually had real orange juice – not that tang-like stuff that you buy in the stores.

We’ll probably just chill for a few hours in the hotel and then head out to the airport. Evidently, it is a complete nightmare getting through security and customs. Lovely. Susanne has been reading online about people that show up 4 hours early and just barely make their planes. Based on our experience in Denver, I’m willing to get there any number of hours early; the bad thing is that the United personal don’t show up until 2.5 hours ahead of the flight even thought they tell you to get there 3 hours early. Makes sense. I love United.

Buenos Aires looks like an interesting city, albeit, one that is clearly past its prime. Neither of us had much energy to go tour the city and we really don’t have that much time either. Unfortunate, but we’ve seen a lot on this trip, so no biggie. I think we both are ready to head home and get some kisses from the doggies.

We have successfully navigated our way through United check-in, security, and passport control with little or no fuss! We were both happy. Now we just chill in the VIP lounge with a glass of wine and wait for the flight.

Can't believe it only takes one United employee to check 4 bags!
Can’t believe it only takes one United employee to check 4 bags!

Dinner, a movie and some ambien and we’ll be in Newark.

Thinking that the next vacation is going to involve a beach and a pool
Thinking that the next vacation is going to involve a beach and a pool

Ciao for now

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