Wine country.

This is going to be a short post. I´m so pooped I can´t even write. Took a 14 hour bus ride to Mendoza, and then upon arriving I took a taxi across the street because I couldn´t figure out to get out of the bus station. Then went and found a hostel and booked myself immediately on a very decent and educational wine tour, got drunk by noon and then sweated it out for the rest of the afternoon in Mendoza. Saw the craziest thunderstorm rage a few hours later. The wide boulevards of Mendoza were flooded and the trees swaying sideways.
I´m getting back on the bus tomorrow, this time for 19 hours, to Bariloche in the Lake District to partake in all that their chocolate shops have to offer me. I need to escape this heat.
But my skin looks great!