
After your average squeaking into the last seat and being the final human on the international departure taking place in 35 seconds, and once the breathing slows back down. you start to think…. Wow! I just ran faster to this gate than I have ever and would ever care to be moving at a clip of this pace using my very feet for the transport. Which I can only assume that the luggage folks on the ground will certainly not carry the same desire nor concern about supporting helpless luggage in a similar act. 
Nope! They don’t! Crickets at the customs luggage sidewalks on this fine Morning in Buenos Aires.
But Ramone was on the job instantly shaking down any and all Argetine’s that seemed would be of a use to him. Dude is gnarly! I mean he was a Monk in a temple for 13 months meditating, fasting and drinking tea, allday everyday!! Beast!! Awesome was what Ramone was, “the handler”!
Had to swoop the proper currency, works better for buying of cop’s and getting any special services around here.
The concrete beast. As far as the eyes can see, Piles!
Finally landing in Bariloche after 24 hours of travel, still with no bags only with what was on my back. tomorrow should be interesting.
Finally making it with the final ride into the cabin!! Sleep is way good when you run a day like this. It was surprisingly a good time. Ramone was great company and laced the jam up for a lunch in BA. Plus it is simply not and adventure if it just goes, boom boom boom done!