Renting a car and going out on a classic road-trip adventure is rarely thought of as an option by the budget backpacking set. I certainly wasn't considering it, especially after the harsh $160 Argentinian entry fee imposed on Americans further depleted my rapidly dwindling funds.
But, like so many times on this trip, the beauty and opportunity of a place won me over. When would I again be in such a paradise? What is this town of Cafayete everyone keeps talking about? What is the Devil’s Throat? The 7 Color Mountains? These mysterious landmarks were tantalizingly close and I couldn't resist investigating them.
Fuck it.
“Sam, book the car. Let’s go for a drive.”
And off we went.
