Crossing the Andes

I was in Mendoza, a desert in the west of Argentina that is now wine country, taking tours of vineyards and wineries and tasting the local Malbecs (Argentine wine). I was having a lovely time, but all I could do was stare off into the distance to the jagged Andes that ran to the west. 

There they were, the second highest mountain range in the world and so close. And to think just west of the mountains was Chile.... [Read more]