So I land and make it through customs and then on to baggage claim… Big surprise, it’s always something. My bags are nowhere to be seen. So I go to the counter and get it all figured out and move on to where I meet up with the guys from SASS!

I meet them and I finally have the feeling of making it, even though my bags didn’t. Then we get on the bus to embark on a tour of the city. Argentina is a country of beautiful people and very diverse poverty levels. Driving along the highway I could see the buildings that seemed almost “project” like. But we got off the bus in a very nice newly developed part of town and I saw two sights I did not expect…. A T.G.I. Fridays and a hooters! HA. But we walked across an amazing bridge that actually separates into 3 pieces and the middle moves to another part of this river so boats can move through. Pretty impressive.

This is just a small part of a river that we were shown that is so wide that I can’t see the other side of it. Apparently this is the port as well where Argentina receives most of its imports.

the bus then took us to get our first Argentinean meal. We all had steak sandwiches and the meat here is completely unreal. Wonderful food, its cheap and great service. It’s tough to describe the meat, it had no seasoning on it and was still the most exquisite meat I have had. Anyway, we got to the domestic airport and all flew to San Carlos de Bariloche, Argentina.

We arrive in Bariloche and are met by more SASS members and climb on the bus for the end of my travels. We drive through Bariloche which is a city of about 120,000-130,000 people and seems like it is an amazing town. Too excited to notice my surroundings we arrive at the SASS compound. Greeted by many repeat campers and coaches we get our living arrangements and move in. Im in one of the apartment style places with 5 other guys. Nice place, they use skeleton keys here, for real. ha.

Came back in for dinner, Steak and salad and vegetables and helado. I used “and” because it was a full course of each. Apre dinner we all gathered around for the orientation rules and regulations. The kids were shoed off to bed, the bar here on campus opened. Tasted some of the local flavors and hit the hay last.

Still no sign of my bags. Looks like today will be a day off for me while everyone else gets to go ride. I got a month here, not worried about missing just one day.

I love it here. I may never come home

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