Cabin in Potrerillos

Today is another holiday in Argentina, to commemorate General San Martin. He liberated Argentina from Spain. We didn't have school on Monday and decided to rent a cabin in the mountains.

Tea in a Texas mug and a lady finger or "Riki sima" for a quick breakfast before I headed out for the bus to take me to Potrerillos, a small mountain town about 1.5 hours away from Mendoza.

I've been to Potrerillos once before, but this time we took the bus even further to "Alto Potrerillos."

The entrance to the cabins. The name of the town and the name of our cabin rental place were the same, Alto Potrerillos, which proved to be only a little confusing.

Two pools and a breathtaking view.

Our cabin's name was Jupiter.

That's ours! 

Hey, friends. 

There was also a playground.

With a zip-line...

Naturally, we had to utilize the equipment.

Went for a short hike to look around the town and climb a hill.

Dinner for the first night was pasta with a ton of veggies.

Discovered a new favorite tea: Rosa Mosqueta y Manzanilla. Not sure about the translation. Something with chamomile.

Day 2: Oatmeal and raisins for breakfast before our long hike.

After searching for a path and ending up having to crawl through a fence, we were met by a herd of cows blocking our way...

Finally made it to the top!

Banana in the Andes.

Salami sandwich in the Andes.

Got a little lost on the way back from the hike. Ended up on someone's private farm after crawling under/through two fences. Post hike ice cream helped with the stress. Dulce de leche (OMG THIS WAS SO GOOD) and chocolate.

Dinner Day 2: Rice, beans, veggies. Beans are not popular in Argentina. We looked in the grocery store for awhile to find some, but I'm pretty sure these are actually lentils.

Blurry picture of some amazing bread I had on the bus back to Mendoza.

Buenos Aires

Three days in Buenos Aires before arriving in Mendoza...

Ensalada con tomates y parmesana.

Balsamic and oil.

Spanish tart. Egg tart filled with potatoes.

Ravioli with pesto and creme.

Sweet potato blend and sweet cheese. Not really sure what these are called...

I tried to eat the sweet potato and cheese thing with bread, but it's meant to be eaten by itself. Note also, flan (or bread pudding...not sure...) with dulce de leche and sweet cream.

My first Argentinian empanada.

Fried calamari.

Breakfast at the Dazzler Palermo Hotel in the "Hollywood" district of Buenos Aires. I could look across my balcony and see the FOX network working away. Croissants are called medialunas.

Cafe con leche.

We went to a market.

Honey comb.

Ciao a los estados unidos

Nobody in Argentina says "Adios." They say Ciao. There are a lot of Italian roots here, so it makes sense. Here's me saying ciao to all that I know and love in the U.S.

Orange leaf going away party with the baby siblings.

My Orange leaf. Popping boba pops quickly in your mouth unlike the normal chewy boba. Orange leaf made me miss Kiwi, the froyo place I go to when I'm at school. I like Kiwi better because you can scoop your own cookie dough, the cheescake pieces are huge and delicious, and the froyo is soft. Orange leaf's wasn't soft and their cookie dough was nast. But Orange leaf has cool decor. But it's more expensive. Many pros and cons to consider when selecting your froyo joint. Kiwi beats Orange leaf this time.

Mom's froyo. More cherries, more hot fudge. Good choice.

Orange leaf's mural representing Orlando in all its orange-ness.

Part 2 of going away: Chilli's. Crispy chicken tacos with black beans and rice.

Warm chocolate chip cookie in a skillet with vanilla ice cream and chocolate sauce. 5 spoons.

At the airport.

After I went through security, I was glad to have this snack.

Unfortunately, the cookie was really difficult to eat because it was crushed and crumbled, like my heart, as I left my comfortable family and chose to get on a plane to Argentina.

Nutella, biscuits with nuts and fruit, and white cheddar cheese for breakfast on my flight to Buenos Aires.

Grainy pic of a lackluster egg sandwich.

See ya soon Buenos Aires...