the view from the flat in buenos we rented for the first few weeks. in recoleta. sort of the upper east side of buenos—- we are on the 15th floor which is about as tall as buildings get. going to truly enjoy sleeping in my king sized bed for the next few weeks without having to repack my stupid pannier bags in the morning with dirty biking clothes and tools. 

casa rosita, the pink house where president christina lives. 

fabian looks smarmy as ever. pleased with himself at journey’s end. 

you can kind of see our bikes— a nice spot to finish crossing the continent. we drank a few beers with our feet up next to a santiago calatrava bridge (who is by far my favorite spanish architect with great hair who i interviewed once in my youth for the taschen website)

thursday night 9pm, entering the city after 135km during the day to get there. 

entering buenos aires state— still around 400km from the city. 

my future stead. 6 hectares around 65 miles from buenos. 

still working… i usually tip over because of the weight once or twice a day— typically in front of groups of teenagers at busy intersections— hence the damage to the handlebars and tape. 

Laboulaye, Cordoba Province. 

vacas— we are in the ohio of argentina. 

samsom knows where in argentina i am. 

we are a little more than 1/2 way across the continent. luckily, we are at around 2000 meters above sea level and will slowly head downhill over the next 350 miles. unluckily, we are getting late summer winds which are blowing directly into us from 10-25km/h and they never stop. so while we were doing 110km a day in still air, we are struggling to do 90 downhill now. took today off and sat around villa mercedes eating bad panchos and drinking local beer. Barring any major issues, should make it to Buenos in about 10 days. If my rear wheel breaks again, i am selling the whole rig streetside and taking a bus.