Tucumán

Beautiful City.



A population, with opinion.




That make themselves heard.





With miles of corners and details.




Plazas to sit.




Or to wander.





Its fountains.





Its roofs.




They make this a nice place.
It was here where i met her.





La poderoza.

The crush was mutual
And together we started our adventure, bound for the South.





Many kilometres are waiting ahead of us.




But with the company of Poderoza and the mates, the distances are made more tolerable.




After stopping every now and then, to recharge the batteries.




We carried on with the road.




With a fixed destiny.





The nights were fresh, but always with some kind of place to take refuge.




Or protection from the unexpected rain.



Unlike any other night
The service station that excels their normal duties.




They make this time, a motel for the road.




Where you can rest, to progress to the South.