Argentina Continued....

Tango was a bust! We went down to the square but it must have been canceled. So, back to the update. We left El Calafate on a 20+ hour bus ride to El Boson. We sprung for full Cama, which is actually very comfortable and we had half decent sleeps. The on-board movies are pretty funny, as they are simply the pirated multi-movie DVD's sold all over. Therefore we are treated to hours of  "strait to video" movies that do not start from the beginning, are loud, played throughout the bus speakers and rarely make it to the end without skipping and dying. We arrived in El Boson in the late afternoon and had contacted our "hostel" owner via email before arrival to check availability. He offered to pick us up, but of course the bus arrived an hour and a half late so we figured he wouldn't be waiting for us. We walked a few blocks before backtracking to find a map, when Augustine spotted us and introduced himself. Augustine is probably close to 70, and is almost like an Argentinian Buddist monk. We hopped in his 30+ year old Fiat (I think) as he gave us a "spanglish" tour of El Boson. He saw the Churango, which at this point was case-less and took us to a music shop so I could pick up a cheap case. Then he bought us fresh welcome Churros filled with Dolce De Leche. His place is a 15-20 minute walk out of the city in the rural/poorer part of town (though El Boson doesn't really have a rich side of town).  La Casa Del Viajero is now our home away from home (http://www.lacasadelviajero.com.ar/). Organic gardens, fruit trees, a rainbow trout pond, 2 dogs, 2 cats, mountains all round and this is just the tip of the iceberg. In the three days we were there (we would have stayed a month if we had time) we experienced such a kindness, honesty and family experience, it is hard to put into words. Augustine and his family makes everything from his own organic flour to leather works which the family sells at El Bosons awesome market. The travelers homes are a combination of COBB housing and log beams. I made really good friends with the carpenter Paco (who spoke not a word of English) and whom I shared Yebra with at Mate-o-clock (usually at the end of siesta around 5 or 6pm) everyday. Anyways, I digress and could speak on the little things that filled our hearts for hours. Besides a 5 hour hike to an incredible forest/carving gallery at the top of a mountain with our Italian friends, we simply soaked in the town and Augustine's place. The town is sort of like an Argentinian Salt Spring Island. This short description cannot do the place justice, so if anyone wants to know why we are so bananas about this place they can ask at another time. We left yesterday, hopped on a 19 hour bus ride and are currently in Mendoza, wine country. Tomorrow we are hopping on some bikes and doing a vineyard tour. Then we head out on another 19 hour bus ride to Salta (in northern Argentina, close to Bolivia). Thats it for now. Lots of love to everyone,
Ciao,
Tai and Kash