See album attached at https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5DFvDJlDHYU&feature=youtu.be
On the Road Again!! Tomorrow we leave the Detroit winter behind and we go Down South--WAY Down South. In a matter of hours we will in Buenos Aires, Argentina in the middle of summer and the middle of Carnaval, at the beginning of what looks like an exciting adventure. We start our travel with Chris and Gary Abbatte, (LONGTIME friends, currently of Arizona). Four days of now-it's-the-middle-of-summer acclimation up in the pampas, then back to Buenos Aires where we hook up with our small tour group for a ten-day trip to Patagonia. The tour group is limited to 22 people, and we know 16 of them. We put this together with Eric and Debbie, two fellow travelers from Staten Island we met traveling a couple of years ago. We got a deal through Overseas Adventure Travel (OAT) by organizing our own group.
We arrive in South America just in time for Carnaval! |
We have a pretty good run of documenting our travels through the BLOG since we retired--India, Guatemala, South America, Africa. Our last two trips we did not do as well, and we take this
opportunity to briefly bring it up to date. A year ago August we snagged a last-minute bargain river cruise from St. Petersburg to Moscow. Pretty laid back and interesting. The only excitement was when Roger got his pocket picked on the Moscow subway. He has become something of a professional victim--it was his fifth time: twice in Rome, twice in Guatemala, now once in Moscow.
Then last spring we traveled with Gail on a two-week group tour to Morocco, a beautiful and exotic country. We have had very little trouble with the language when we travel. Between our high school Spanish ("Que es el burro?") and the fact that English is spoken nearly everywhere, we do OK. Morocco, with its two national languages of Arabic and French, though, was among the more difficult. Morocco, as it turns out, is the hash capital of North Africa. It has been our experience that if there are drugs anywhere in the neighborhood, the dealers will be all over us. Like Kobe Bryant on a cheerleader. Like Bill Cosby on any female. Not so in Morocco. We spent several nights in the Atlas Mountains where the weed is grown and the hash is processed, and we got nary a nibble. We think we are suddenly out of the dope-smoking-tourist demographic. A sobering thought. We then tacked several days onto our trip with Gail for independent travel, and we hung out at the beautiful seaside village of Essouria. Roger didn't get his pocket picked, but we did get swindled in numerous restaurant transactions, just to keep in practice.
We include a few pictures of Russia and Morocco here, with this link to a very brief photo album. We are trying it a little more high-tech, posting an album in iMovie format from our MACs to YOUTUBE. We'll see how it works!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5DFvDJlDHYU&feature=youtu.be
Blue village of Chefchaouen Camel ride across the Western Sahara
Las tres amigas--Linda, Chris, Gail
Even Moroccan camel drivers support JB Grose's bid for council!