5 Weeks. 2 Countries. 9 Hostels. 2,000 miles of bus rides.
1 Unforgettable Adventure.
I’ve spent a lot of time online this past week, watching post after post pop up on my news feed with lists of New Years Resolutions. Some are inspiring, some are rather intimidating, and some are, quite frankly, boring. I looked at my own list from last year and realized that while I’d made some progress towards my goals, I had failed to satisfy nearly all.
Christmas went a little differently this year. We didn’t decorate a big tree or spend weeks shopping for gifts. We didn’t attend a candlelight Christmas Eve service. We didn’t eat coffee cake surrounded by piles of gift wrappings. Every time my iTunes played “I’ll Be Home for Christmas” I got a little teary-eyed.
There are a couple things that you should know about Iguazu Falls. First off, the waterfall is actually a set of 275 discrete falls and islands, spanning an edge of nearly 2 miles along the border of Brazil and Argentina. And second, words simply do not do it justice. With that in mind, I will let my words be few and my photos be many!
As a Thanksgiving tribute, I felt I should honor food with a blog post— specifically, in this case, Argentine cuisine. While you are probably skimming this with a full load of cranberry-soaked turkey in your belly, my singular goal with this blog is to make you more hungry.
Argentina has a strange population distribution. Its largest city, Buenos Aires, is home to 13.5 million people. Córdoba is the second largest, with a population of 1.6 million. Jimi’s home city of Tucumán comes in sixth, at just under a million. But while the population of Córdoba is less than double that of Tucumán, the city feels ten times as big.