Home Sweet Home!

It’s been a very interesting month and a half since our last post – certainly our lifestyle has changed quite a bit.  Since the first week of August, we have driven from Portland to Seattle, flown all the way to Maryland for a quick visit, flew back again to Seattle, and then eventually drove back down to Portland once again.  I’ll attempt to wrap it all up and fill you in on all the highlights, but beware, this is going to be a long post.  I’ll never know if you just skip the words and head straight for the pictures.  Just like all our previous posts, you can click on any of the pictures to enlarge them.  However, for this post, I’ve increased the resolution to at least 1920×1080 pixels, full HD!

From our last stop on the coast of Oregon back in early August, also the last night in the roof top tent, we drove inland to Oregon’s biggest city: Portland.  Over the next few days we fell in love with this charming metropolis and felt like we could settle down here for a while.  So that’s exactly what we set out to do.

As newcomers, Portland appears to have a lot of the things we love, all in one place.  Specifically we’ve found: an active outdoor culture (no coincidence that Nike & Columbia are based here), a local & healthy food scene, a technology centric economy (Intel & HP are based here), an environmentally focused local government and a geographically blessed location.  Looking at the map, Portland is nestled between some topographical marvels such as the mighty Columbia River & Gorge, Mt. Hood, Mt. Adams, Mt. St. Helens and we’re not far from the Pacific either.  With the scenic Willamette river dividing Portland in half as it flows Northward towards the Columbia, you get a sense that this is a very dynamic environment.  Not to mention there’s a very low risk of drought.  Yes, we have noticed it rains here!

A nice panoramic overview of Portland that I found on Wikipedia. *Large file size*

As we’ve often found in our travels you can get a pretty good idea of a place based on its nicknames, Portland has many: The City of Roses (referring to the International Test Rose Garden), Stumptown (a hint to its roots as logging center), Bridgetown (many rivers = many bridges), Rip City (a TrailBlazer’s reference), Beervana, Beertown (tons of microbreweries), P-town, PDX (the airport code), Soccer City USA, and my new favorite Little Beirut (coined by the first President Bush after the city violently protested his visits).

Before I get to far into Portland, let me explain how we got here…  Our buddy Tim Hogan hooked us up with his older brother Michael who’s been living in Portland for years.  Michael was heading out of town for a long weekend, so as we rolled into town, he and his crew were heading out. In exchange for house/dog/cat sitting, we got free place to stay for five days.  It was a perfect setup to explore the city from.

During that first week we looked for apartments all over town and spent time exploring many of its neighborhoods.  We had focused a lot of our attention on the NW 23rd Avenue area, which we liked because it’s squished right between the famous Pearl Street district downtown and the sprawling Forest Park.  We toured at least a dozen apartments in various price ranges, but weren’t finding exactly what we were looking for.

What were we looking for?  Well, we had hoped to find a short term lease on a furnished place somewhere near the city center, with easy access to Portland’s great public transport.  We obviously didn’t want to be locked into a long lease before we find jobs, as their location(s) would be the deciding factor on where we ultimately end up.  Also we don’t have (and don’t want to buy) any big furniture items right away.  So the search went on that week, but before we found the perfect place, time ran out.

We needed to get to Seattle for our flight back to Maryland so we’d arrive in time for Caroline’s sister’s marriage celebration.  Our dear friends the Campbell’s (Dana & Matt and their twins Alex & Evan) live just across the Puget Sound in Poulsbo, so we spent a few nights catching up with them before our flight.

Our first visit with the Campbell's near their home in Poulsbo, WA.

Dana and Alex swinging in the sunshine.

Matt, Alex and Dana out at dinner in Bainbridge.

Evan either wants the camera or more food. Those boys can eat!

Two days wasn’t enough time with the Campbell’s but we’d be back in Seattle before the month was over.  The event pulling us East was for Julie and Dan Han (Caro’s sister and brother in law), who were renewing their vows and hosting a celebration with both their families over the weekend at the posh Inn at Perry Cabin in St. Michaels.  To top it all off the Gouin’s had rented an awesome Bay house for a family vacation the following week.  We definitely couldn’t miss either!

The Gouin's at the Inn at Perry Cabin, in St. Michaels, Maryland.

Happy to have their girl back home again.

Photogenic Alexandre (Julie & Dan's son) entertains us all at dinner.

Julie & Alexandre at breakfast, Dan's hiding in the background too. We found The Inn's Eggs Benedict lived up to its reputation.

Reception time.

The Han's and their Pastor.

The Gouin clan.

Your favorite Vagabonds.

We spent the whole next week at a lovely property on the bank of the Choptank river, overlooking a wide expanse of the Chesapeake Bay.  The house was awesome, it had everything you could possibly need to enjoy the area.  While we spent most of the time hanging out by the pool, we also: went for runs down the backroads, canoed along the river, played air hockey in the rec room and just lazily read books & surfed the web.  It was perfect.  Thanks again to both Julie & Dan and Bernard & Denise for a wonderful week and a half!

Relaxation came easy at this beautiful estate on the Choptank River.

Complete with its own Osprey nest.

Plenty of rooms with spectacular views over the water.

During the week Dan treated us to a Bay tour on an classic Skipjack sail boat.  The rusty old captain took us out for a couple hours and educated us on life as a Waterman (pronounced Woutermen).  From crabs to oysters all the way to environmental politics, the Captain sure had lived an interesting life.  It was a beautiful day out on the bay.

Captain Bernard pilots the skipjack out of the harbor...

...while we all enjoyed the shade.

The wind picked up and eventually caught the sails of the beautiful old ship.

Another 'Waterman' comes back in from a day on the Bay.

During the week at the Bay house, we had been in touch with Michael back in Portland who had come up with a very creative offer.  It turned out that he and his girlfriend were planning to get a place together which meant that his home, that we had previously enjoyed, would be available for rent.  Suddenly, we had a place in Portland that was short term, furnished and quite a step up from an apartment!  It was a bit of a scramble as we had only two and a half days back in Frederick to prepare for our official ‘move’ out West.  While all the things we needed to thrive during this past year of travelling do fit nicely in the Jeep, we aren’t quite as ‘fast & light’ as we make ourselves out to be.  The truth is that many boxes of our ‘stuff’ were collecting dust in our Parents’ basements.  Eventually, we were able to pare down our remaining essentials to eight big boxes and ship them via USPS for a cool $340, about a dollar per pound.  All in all, a very economical move cross country!

So, it was yet another sad goodbye to our folks.  By now they were starting to get used to the idea of having us close by and so were we.  We hopped on board Delta to make our way back home, to the Northwest!  We scheduled our move into the house around September 1st which gave us almost a week to spend with the Campbell’s in Poulsbo, Washington.

View of the Seattle skyline from the Bainbridge Island Ferry.

The Space Needle towers high above.

We caught a rare glimpse of Mt. Rainier from downtown. My buddies and I were standing on its summit five years ago. Time flies eh?

Matt took me out to a Sounder's MLS game, it was fantastic. The Sounders pulled off a come from behind 2-1 victory with a goal in the 92nd minute!

A packed house cheering on the Sounders, MLS is BIG!

A quiet afternoon at the Poulsbo Marina.

The Campbell's charming & colorful neighborhood.

We had such a good time with the Campbell’s – it was really hard to leave.  In addition to the soccer game, Matt even helped me change the oil and transmission fluid in the Jeep, we (the Jeep and I) were very grateful.  It’s fun to have those guys so close. Can’t wait to make it up there again soon.

While we were in Poulsbo, we took advantage of another lucky connection.  My best friend Dave has an aunt and uncle who live just outside of town, literally ON the water.  Camp Guertley as it’s known sits right on the Hood Canal and boasts an armada of watercraft.  It was so nice to finally meet Gerry and Barb after hearing so much about them from the Hartley’s family vacations out there.  They lent us some kayaks for the afternoon on the wide canal.  During the paddle a Ohio class Nuclear submarine (a ‘Boomer’) was being escorted through the bridge by an impressive swarm of Coast Guard and Navy ships, perfect timing!  What an impressive sight, and quite rare too, it gave me a strange urge to join the Navy.  The sun was about to set so the water had that neat sparkle to it and then here comes a sleek two billion dollar black machine towards us…  Unfortunately for you guys, we forgot our camera that day – sorry!

You’ll just have to enjoy a couple shots from a recent day trip to the Gorge:

Striking Multnomah Falls in the Columbia River Gorge, less than an hour from the house.

Looking West down the Columbia river from a hillside along the Gorge. Fall is in the air already here in Oregon.

We've replaced the roof top tent with this 'House' contraption, it's much more spacious and completely waterproof!

Well, now the real adventure begins.  As we get settled into our new home, make some new friends, and look for interesting and rewarding careers we keep in mind all that this past year has taught us.  Namely to be friendly, thoughtful, patient and to make a plan – then hope for the best!  Luck favors the brave.  This move might be one of the great challenges of our lives, and it certainly won’t be our last.

Stay tuned…

Home! Just off the plane after a looong trip.

On the afternoon of June 19th, after about 20 hours of travel and layovers, we were welcomed back to the land of plenty with open arms.  Our parents met us at Reagan/National and took us home to Frederick in their modern cars, on smooth wide roads – with signage in English – that are patrolled by police who don’t take bribes and actually enforce laws.  In short, it was amazing!  The US Customs official that checked us through jokingly asked if there were any countries we hadn’t visited. We assured him that there were a few. Indeed, we’ll have to go back for Brazil someday, there’s going to be a wild party there in about 4 years… maybe check out World Cup 2014?

Our folks were very happy to have us back here in one piece.  I’m sure they worried a bit too much while we were gone, but I must admit, I was greatly relieved to be back too.  The ‘Latin American’ part of our journey was about 7.5 months in total, hace mucho tiempo!  Since returning we’ve had a busy couple weeks visiting with many of our friends and family who we missed dearly.  It’s hard to say we’ve been ‘travelling’ because it’s so easy to get around here!  But we still are.

There was a short trip up to Pittsburgh, Philly, and New York that was tons of fun, but a bit too brief.  A few quick trips down to DC were great, such a beautiful & diverse city.  Of course, our nieces and nephews have grown so much since we were gone, and everyone is doing so well.  It was great to catch up on all the things we missed.  In the end, we are both just very lucky to have loving families and friends.  Thank you all for the quality time together, that’s exactly what we’ve missed and were looking forward to.

Bicycle rickshaws in downtown Frederick?

Pleasant-ville, USA.

SuperBros reunite.

One of many delicious meals with the Han's and Gouin's. Dan moves so fast he's hard to photograph!

Aunt Caro makes up for lost time with Alexandre.

Alexandre is an iPhone fan already.

Uncle Pat met Luke, Grace and Andrea at the train station.

Grandpa and Pat took Luke down to the Air & Space museum, he wore us out.

We eventually wore him out too.

The Digdo's came up to Frederick for a visit.

Morning hike in Gambrill with the Moloney's.

Grace got so big while we were gone, she's a chatty little girl now.

Two weeks of visiting home and celebrating the 4th of July had us refueled and ready for the road once again.   We took an early morning hop on Delta over to Phoenix, Arizona to meet up with our long lost friend, the Jeep!  John and Julia (my Uncle & Aunt) have been taking care of the old “treehouse on wheels” since we’ve been gone and they did a wonderful job! The green machine fired right up and was as if we never left it. We put the tent on top with some help from their neighbor Trevor and were on our way in a few days. Thanks again J&J!!

Our first stop on our road trip (round two) was Joshua Tree National Park in the Southern desert of California.  There’s a good reason why most people visit this part of the state outside of the summer, it’s HOT.  We baked at night in the tent but actually really enjoyed the place.  It wasn’t crowded and there’s lots of excellent trails and diverse landscapes to explore.  Also, both of us have become secret desert flora & fauna enthusiasts after spending so much time in the Southwest last year.  We love and can identify so much out here.

Our first night back in the tent at Joshua Tree National Park, California.

Yucca stalks silhouetted against a giant boulder in Joshua Tree NP.

Caro's favorite, a giant Ocotillo! We took off on a 8 mile hike early the first morning before it got too hot.

Little Barker Dam creates a welcome oasis in the middle of the park, it was over 100F this day.

Big horn sheep on the rocks above Barker Dam, these are a very rare sight as a Ranger explained.

Playing on the rocks in the Indian Cove section of the park.

An unidentified but big lizard seen in Indian Cove.

Joshua Tree at sunset.

Camping in the Jtrees.

Relaxing lakeside at Big Bear, CA.

Driving down to LA from Big Bear Lake, there's a cloudy/smog layer covering the valley below.

Only in California: a Smart car passes a Lamborghini Gallardo.

We were heading to LA to hangout with our good friends Brent & Mandy, you might remember them from the glorious Green River canoe trip last year.  After college they moved out to the LA area and recently bought a beautiful home in Burbank.   It’s been awesome to just relax indoors, yeah – we’re definitely getting soft, but the past few days in the desert had us dreaming of AirCon.  While they are both away at work during the day, Caro and I have been checking out Los Angles.  LA is so much bigger than I remember it, and so cool,  it has been a challenge trying to pack it all into a few days.

The Bikes are back too! We had a great ride down the beach front path through Santa Monica, Venice Beach, and Marina del Ray.

Back on the Pacific, just like Peru.

Out to dinner with Brent & Mandy at Ginger Grass.

Noble, one of their French Bulldogs.

As the clouds parted, all was revealed.

On May 20^th our Viaje al Sur (Journey South) officially changed directions to the north as we started the long journey towards home.  We boarded a flight from BA to Cusco, Peru and changed our worlds from developed to developing once again.  Don’t put that toothbrush under the faucet! We had a fantastic time in modern and busy Buenos Aires, but were both looking forward to getting out of the ‘big smoke’ and having some more adventures and challenges in the mountains again.

More importantly, my best bud Andrew and his wife Vicki agreed to come down and meet us in Cusco for their own Andean adventure.  Also, this was a celebration of Vicki’s recent graduation from Vet school!  It was great to see them again, and it continued the tradition of Andrew and me meeting in far off places for fun in the mountains.  Before arriving in Cusco, we had worked with a Peruvian guide named Wilson aka the “Inka Prince” to set up the Salkantay trek to Machu Picchu and some tours around the Sacred Valley.

Wilson also arranged our accommodation in a nice little hostel right on the main square, in Plaza de Armas.  On our first full day we set off on a tour of the surrounding area, called the Sacred Valley.  Cusco was the heart of the impressive Incan empire, and almost every town nearby has enormous terraces and remains of their civilization.

Andrew & Vicki on the Sacred Valley tour at the Pisaq site.

'Twin Brothers from different Mothers.'

We had a beautiful day touring the Sacred Valley, here we are above the ruins of Ollantaytambo.

Vicki & Caroline hiking around Ollantaytambo.

Originally we had all planned to do the challenging five day Salkantay trek to Machu Picchu, but a few weeks ago we found out that mules would be used to help carry some of the gear for that trek.  This is pretty common on guided treks, because of the need for group cooking gear, food, tents, etc.   Unfortunately, Vicki has a very strong allergy to horses, which mules are obviously closely related to.  This could have been a disaster, however Wilson saved the day by organizing an alternative bike/trek to Machu Picchu for Andrew and Vicki to do that was horse/mule free.  This alternative also allowed us to meet up in Aguas Calientes on our fourth day and share the trek up to Machu Picchu together the following morning.  Our five day trek left the day after the Sacred Valley tour at 5am, but A & V didn’t have to leave until the following day, which gave them a chance to explore more of Cusco.  It was logistically a little tricky, but everything worked out perfectly in the end.

Day one on the Salkantay trek. Starting low in the valley, we ended the day at camp 1 high up in a cold mountain valley.

Our Crew: (left to right) Yanel (Israel), Juang(Hong Kong), Catarina (Germany), Shaun (US), Jess (US), Caro, Pat, Natalie (France), Mike (UK), Paul (UK), and Mora (Israel). Heading up the Salkantay pass on day 2.

Making it to the top of beautiful Salkantay Pass at 15,000ft.

We were completely beat at this point, but still had a long way to go to camp that night. It was a big day, up at 5am - got to camp at 5pm. An elevation change of 3000ft up and about 5000ft down.

Wilson was a pro with the cameras for the group shots.

These beasts carried our tents, food & gear, but sadly prevented Andrew & Vicki from joining us. They had a great time on their trek too which went a different route.

We got very lucky with the weather. This is my favorite shot from the trail. We were always surrounded by steep unclimbed (mostly) peaks.

Wilson's not camera shy.

The trek went from low to high and back to low again, going around Salkantay and the surrounding mountains before terminating at Aguas Calientes at the base of Machu Picchu.  Our first two camps were in very primitive villages with just an outhouse and a garden hose bringing water down from the mountains.  On our third night, we camped in a bigger village that actually had electricity, running water and pigs.   Wilson had been talking up a ‘pachamanca‘ which is a traditional Peruvian method of cooking pig (and other meat) in a hot stone oven buried in the ground.   Everyone was super keen to give it a try, so we all set out to find a suitable hog to slaughter that night.

Well, that was our first mistake…  Apparently, when a Peruvian pig farmer sees as a group of wide-eyed, blood thirsty gringos show up, they see an opportunity for price gouging.  After being quoted 5,000 soles ($1,757.78 USD) for one giant hog, we all knew we had to change our strategy.  So, with far fewer gringos we sent Wilson on the pig hunt and he got us a medium sized piggy for 270 soles ($94.92 USD).  Well done!  We had agreed with the other group of about 1o at our camp to share the cost and meat, it turned out to be just enough for twenty people.

Juang, from Hong Kong, got to do the honors of cutting the pig’s throat while Shaun, Paul and Mike held the squealing beast down.  After that it took a while for the skinning and gutting to be completed, in the rain and dark, by Wilson and Eddy (the other groups guide).  This was a fascinating process that we all got a chance to watch, intestines are so long!  Definitely not for the faint of heart though, but super tasty.

Pig shoppin' at the last village we camped in.

And this little piggy got eaten by twenty gringos.

Building the 'Pachamanca'. It goes: layer of - hot rocks, pig, hot rocks, pig, hot rocks, potatoes, hot rocks, pig... Cover with Banana leaves, a plastic tarp, and dirt, and let cook for 1.5 hours.

From running around the pen to in our bellies just 3 hours later.

Satisfied customers.

Our fourth and final day of hiking was spectacular. We followed a lush valley with a swift river for most of the day before climbing up and over the mountains to the next valley.  At the top of this thick jungle pass we heard some scrambling and the guys in the lead swore they saw two small bear run across the trail!  We were pretty skeptical that the guys actually saw bear, and Wilson (the guide and authority on the matter) was a few minutes behind.  Just then, one of the bear cubs climbed a tree and hung out there, case closed!  We had no idea there were bear in Peru, but indeed, the black Inca bear is common in the area.

Two Inca Bear cubs crossed the trail on the last day, then one climbed a tree to check us out. Very glad big mama was not nearby. We didn't even know there were bear around!

On our final decent to the last valley we caught a glimpse of Machu Picchu for the first time, nestled in the saddle of a ridge with tall cloud covered mountains all around.  Truly, a breathtaking sight!  My first thought, after hard hiking for days and days, was: “$#@%, it’s still so far away!”  Though, it was relatively easy hiking down then up the train tracks to Aguas Calientes, the town at the base on the other side.  Click on the picture below to see what I mean.

Our first view of Machu Picchu, right in the saddle of the mountain (middle).

Last lunch break before arriving at Aguas Calientes/MC.

Hiking below the outflow from HidroElectrica.

When we arrived in Aguas Calientes, we immediately met up with Andrew and Vicki at our hotel on the river.  It was great to see them and impressive that our separate treks actually got us there within about an hour of each other.  We all went out to dinner with the whole crew from our trek that night to celebrate.  It wasn’t a late night, since everyone was planning to get up at 4am the next day to start the final climb up the stairs to Machu Picchu.

Sadly, the weather didn’t cooperate with us and we woke up to a steady rain that morning.  So, our hopes of watching the sunrise over the mountains and magically illuminate the lost city were dashed.  We still hiked all the way in the rain and got there just in time to watch the first completely dry tourists arrive in the shuttle buses from town.  Wimps!

So we all explored the city with Wilson for a while as he showed us all the notable buildings and areas of this massive and impressive complex.  I started to feel ill when we completed the stair climb, not sure what it was from. So after a few hours of touring around, I went back to the entrance to chill out, while the others went on to explore more of the city.

The fog and rain actually added to the mystical feel of the place. I could have done without the 3:30am start though.

The famous Lost City was a huge landmark for us. It was everything I hoped it would be, massive and intricate, a true engineering wonder.

With just one full day left in Cusco before Andrew and Vicki departed, we all relaxed and recovered from our treks.  That night we went out for another Peruvian specialty, Cuy or as we know it: Guinea Pig.  It was an interesting flavor, not sure I’ll get it again, but glad I tried it.

The next morning A&V took off back to Lima and then home later that night.  We said our goodbyes and were glad to have had great friends join us once again on this long journey.  It really makes it so much more fun when we can share these good times with good friends.  Thanks again guys!

Caroline and I spent a few days in Cusco exploring the back alleys and side streets, it’s really a cool town.  Then we were off on a 20 hour bus trip to Lima, on our favorite line: Cruz del Sur.  The ride wasn’t too bad, we booked the nicer bus with the super comfy seats that almost fully recline.  Almost like business class on a plane, almost…

Cuy aka Guinea Pig. Turkey-ish flavor, very gamey.

Presentation is everything!

A really pretty day in Cusco, Peru. Plaza de Armas.

Overlooking the city before our 20 hour bus ride to Lima.

Final moments of freedom before hopping on the bus.

The kissing couple on the coast in Miraflores, Lima, Peru.

We’re now in Huaraz, Peru heading up to an eco lodge high up in the Cordillera Blanca mountains at 12,00oft.  We’ll spend about 5 days there and then make our way to the coast before heading back to the USA on June 19th.  But don’t worry, the trip is far from over

Welcome to Buenos Aires.

We made it to Buenos Aires!  Well, actually, we’ve been here for almost two weeks now. We moved into an apartment on April 19th, and will be here for the next month.  So far my parent’s have come down for a visit, and Caroline’s will be heading down soon.  Also, my Aunt Louise and Uncle Bill have joined us too.  So it’s been lots of fun with my parents and family touring the city.  But before we got to the big smoke, we made a quick stop for two nights in country before the long city break.

From Mendoza we took a quick bus ride to the town of San Luis.  There’s not much to see in old San Luis, but it was a convenient place to visit an Estancia (Ranch) from.  After a day of figuring out the transportation logistics, we made it out to a beautiful place in the hilly countryside nearby.  We were the only guests staying at the place, at times a bit creapy, but really relaxing and there was plenty of good food.  We had ample time to walk the property, breathe in the clean air and enjoy the peaceful landscape.  In other words, it was a little boring with no other guests!  I think we both were too excited to get to BA and finally move into a place of our own for a while.

Walking around the Estancia grounds.

Followed by random horses again!

Getting close to sunset on the Estancia near San Luis.

From San Luis we had to take a long overnight bus to Buenos Aires, our last for quite a while we hope!  It wasn’t so bad though and the following day we met our landlord/agency rep and she said “Welcome Home!”

It’s really been so nice to just relax in a place of our own for a while.  The “road” had been wearing us down a bit and we were both looking forward to suspending our perpetual motion for a while.   The city is wonderful, very modern, excellent restaurants, shopping, shows, theaters – it has tons to offer.  Sometimes I’ll stop and think: Is this still South America?  Just then a bus will scream by spewing dark smoke, there will be a couple full-on making out on the street corner and I’ll just barely step over another heaping pile of dog poop.  Yep, definitely South America.  One of my favorite parts of the day is afternoon siesta back at the tranquil apartment.  We usually head out for dinner around 9pm, still early by BA standards, and don’t make it to bed until after midnight.  It’s a slow & easy lifestyle down here.

We had a few days before my folks arrived so we did our best to get acquainted with the neighborhood.  On day 1 we signed up for one month gym memberships down the street, found the grocery store and stocked up on everything.  We also gave both our backpacks a well deserved cleaning in the bathtub too.

Our home for the next month. Across from Plaza Libertad.

Temptation Shelf.

We went out to the airport to meet my folks when they arrived, it was a fantastic reunion after so much time apart! Since August 5th 2009!  Caro and I hadn’t really done any of the touristy stuff in Buenos Aires yet, so we set out each day to see a different neighborhood.  San Telmo, Palermo, Puerto Madero, Recoleta and the City Center were all beautiful and unique places around the city.  Once my Aunt and Uncle arrived, we all took the high speed ferry for a day in Colonia, Uruguay.

Around the famous Recoleta Cemetary.

Kathy and Jim loved the city.

We took to the metro quickly. 10 trips for $2.50!

Down on the waterfront looking across to Puerto Madero.

It's a rare Caroline AND Patrick photo.

Colonia is a short hour ferry ride from BA, definitely worth the trip.  It’s a very well kept old colonial port filled with charming restaurants along cobblestone streets.  The weather was perfect and we all enjoyed a huge lunch with a few too many bottles of wine.

The days flew by and before I knew it, it was time for Jim and Kathy to fly home.  I was sad to see them go, but I know they had a great time.  Thank you for everything!  See you again soon.

Louise and Bill moved into the apartment after my folks left, and we’ve continued the tour & siesta tradition with them.  Tomorrow we’re leaving the city for a little while to fly up to Iguazu Falls.  So don’t worry, the adventures continue!

Walking the cobblestone streets of Colonia, Uruguay.

Kathy and Caro at the top of the windy light house in Colonia.

A fine day in Colonia, Uruguay.

All of us on the waterfront in Colonia. Yeah self timer.

We took this futuristic high speed ferry back and forth.

Sunset from Colonia.

Dad, Mom, Me, Caroline, and Uncle Bill at the waterfront.

Here’s a couple shots of the apartment from the rental agency’s website.  It’s quite popular for travelers to rent apartments in BA and they are actually a bargin if you’re staying for more than a week.  We were able to get a higher end, two bedroom place since all the parents were helping out, thanks guys!  Definitely worth it.

Home sweet home.

It's great to have a real kitchen again.

We could get used to this!