But first I'd like to tell you that Argentina has a serious problem with adequate road signage. We took a different way home from Mendoza, thinking surely in the more populated areas there would be sufficient signage. NOT! Only one road (the first one) indicated what route it was -- and then only at the beginning, as we were leaving the city. The rest of the time we had to guess and/or stop to ask if we were on the right road.
It was also the longer way home so it should have taken about the same amount of time as Monday (when we added a couple hours onto the trip due to missing a turn) BUT the final 15 km into Carlos Paz took TWO HOURS because traffic was at a virtual standstill that last little stretch. We still don't know what was going on, although we overheard some people talking about the big folklore festival in Cosquin. But Cosquin is on the other side of the lake; we were miles and miles from there when traffic ground to a halt. Very curious.
Anyway, this story is way too long already so suffice it to say that I began to feel like Gilligan on his three-hour tour and wondered if we'd ever get home. We did. Thirteen hours after we started. *sigh* We did find some things to be thankful for though...like the fact that the really bad traffic was at the end of the trip, after it was dark and the air was cooler and the sun was not beating mercilessly down on us...and that even though the air conditioning quit for part of the trip, it worked most of the time...and we did NOT run out of gas on a stretch of road that didn't have any gas stations for kilometers in either direction...
But it will be a while before I want to take any road trips.
Back to the fun part: the FOOD.
On the way to Mendoza on Monday we stopped at a little roadside restaurant in a town called Nono (the Italian word for grandpa) and I had an amazing eggplant sandwich.
Tina could eat pasta every single day I think. The girl has always been a huge fan of any kind of noodle, but especially ravioli. She had it several times this week with various kinds of sauces. Here's what she had Wednesday: ravioli stuffed with Gruyère and pine nuts and a Roquefort sauce.
Eco de los Andes is what they serve at La Posada del Jamón.
Tina luuuuuuurves sushi! So of course we had to try out one of the new sushi places (someone told us the first sushi restaurant in Mendoza opened just six months ago; now there are two) and besides a sampler platter that we shared (and scarfed before remembering to take a photo) we had dessert: this dense and very rich chocolatey roll with caramel sauce and a passion fruit puree. ¡Muy delicioso!
~~~~~~~~~~It's going to take a while to catch up on blog reading. Today I'm focusing on those involved in Project 365. It may take a while, but I'll eventually get to everyone...between loads of laundry and other chores. I don't know about you, but traveling just saps my energy and I'm always moving in slow motion after a big trip. There's so much to do (the laundry alone is like a full-time job the first day home) and trying to get back into the routine...you suddenly realize it's lunchtime and no one else is making it for you today. Vacation is truly over. *sigh*