Although it felt strange to not be riding my motorcycle anymore, I was beyond content to enjoy the snowy views from the comfort of my bus seat. Crossing the border on my motorcycle through the 10,000ft mountain pass in winter would have been a harrowing enterprise. Doable but arguably quite foolish with the icy roads […]
Following the 4 hour nightmare border-crossing, Argentina was a welcomed change almost immediately. The roads were better, the gas stations didn’t deny foreigners, and the optimism of a new country lifted my spirits. New countries always bring about a general giddiness in me, but after the roller coast ride of Bolivia, the sweet offerings of […]