A 13 hour overnight bus journey back to Mendoza and this time I don’t precede it with a massage! More beautiful scenery and the worlds’ most amazing road that zig zags down the mountain with bends that wouldn’t be out of place on a F1 race track, and through short tunnels over which are built the ski runs of Portillo ski range.
An early morning arrival to our apartment and Will’s not moving from in front of the tv as he’s watching the Wimbledon final. The kids are happy playing so I make to most of the time to go for a mooch around on my own in the hope that I might stumble across some nice shops where I can buy some new clothes as I’m so bored of the few that I have. No such luck.
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