Click here for a video of our day on the Ruta 7
Sunrise over Mendoza from our apartment
We did a day tour that took us along the ruta 7, the highway to Chile. Though it is the route we took to get to Mendoza, I had been asleep the majority of the way over, and the landscape was so beautiful, we knew a re-visit would not disappoint. Our ride, our guide, our driver Juan Carlos.
Mendoza is actually in a desert. The way it manages to be so green with its many parks and old trees is through an irrigation system originally dug by the Huaranรญ, the indigenous of the area. Water from the Andes flows into this reservoir and is rationed to the city.
We had the whole bus to ourselves!
Aconcagua, the tallest peak in both the southern and western hemisphere at 6,961m (22,838ft)
A tiny cloud-poof constantly formed and disappeared over the mountain
The Incan Bridge and an abandoned thermal spa. The bridge was formed by sediments and decorated by minerals from the thermal waters; foot traffic to the hotel/spa wore down the bridge until an avalanche shut down the whole spa-operation in 1965. The bridge has been closed since and the brilliant colors shine through once again.
Erin really loved this corner.
Though there is no snow, the ski lift operates year-round to access a lookout point. Back luck for us, it is closed Mondays & Wednesdays, and being a Wednesday, we were only able to hang out in one of the chairs.
On our way back to Mendoza, we stopped at a roadside parilla (grill) and had the biggest, most delectable steaks. Our waiter claimed it was a 400g steak, but it was at least double the size of any 400g steak any of us had ever seen. Julien finished his, and Erin and I proudly finished about half each.







Gracias amigos. Que estรฉn feliz!!!!!!!!
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Encore de trรจs beaux paysages ! Quelles belles couleurs dans ce pont minรฉral ! Et le ciel est toujours aussi bleu !
On en prend plein la vue.
Bisous.
PS : Le steak valait-il celui de M. Duret ร Lucenay ?
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La cordillรจre ร cet endroit, sur la Ruta 7, s’appelle la montagne aux 7 couleurs. Nous en avons pris plein la vue.
Notre estomac n’a pas รฉtรฉ รฉpargnรฉ non plus avec ces steaks. Ils rivalisent au niveau goรปt avec les meilleurs morceaux de M. Duret, sans aucun doute. Et les Argentins ne lรฉsinent pas sur la quantitรฉ.
Bises
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