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At the End of a Long Drive

Shreesh and Neena Taskar

We didn't make the decision, the decision made us. On October 20th, 2007, we left our comfortable city of San Francisco to follow a simple algorithm - go North till the road ends then turn around and then go as far South. In between those two points was the stage, the timeline, the space, where we made things happen and things happened to us.

The past is fleeting and the stories, the sights and the feelings are perishable. One sees what one wants to see, and perhaps we are not capable of more. We saw that people are kind and helpful even if they were not materially rich. Some we could understand even though we didn't speak the same language, the motivations of others were incomprehensible even though we did. In the end fragments remain - the smell of roasting chocolate, a flock of snow Ptarmigians on snow, the creaking of the rainforest, the rough feathers of penguins, and the intoxication of Curanto.

So these are our stories. Every time you visit the site you will see a random post below. Each starts with Lo que pasa es que...

Border Crossing

The worst border crossing of the entire trip – The Chile-Argentina border close to Parque National Aconcagua.

Six hours waiting in line just to get to the customs and immigration post – this has got to be the worst border crossing that we have encountered. At least the touts and con men in Central America are of entertainment value! Here, at about 10,000 ft, we had to provide our own entertainment; which we did by watching “Scanner Darkly” and “Life of Birds“.

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The worst border crossing so far