It was time to see my Brazilian friends in Campinas again where I intended to leave my bike behind and to continue my trip by bus to my final destination of the year, Rio de Janeiro.
Sao Paulo, Back to where I started my trip 6 months ago. Meanwhile some more than 30’000 km on the clock and countless experiences richer. I am so grateful for all those precious moments I never even imagined would have happen to me.
I should have stayed in Uruguay for at least another day. The weather was just beautiful and the town of Punta del Este was just phenomenal… a bit touristy but great for chilling out in one of the plenty of bars, cafes or restaurants.
After a short night (I don’t know why?! lol) we left early in the morning in order to catch the next ferry to Uruguay. Since I was almost sleeping the whole time I did not really see a lot of the journey, lol.
When I arrived in Buenos Aires I did not expect that much traffic. It was a mess, seriously. Tons of cars like a huge iron snake were squeezing themselves through the highways in and around of the town…
It was time to leave the somehow strange town of Punta Arenas behind. The crazy lady with whom we were staying the night before managed to wash all my clothes besides one piece which got missing…
Plan was to make a short pitstop in the next town of Punta Arenas. It was more than time to change the old oil of our engines and Joao knew a garage where we could do this. I was starting to get a bit worried regarding my tires as well and especially the rear one […]