Today is a very special day for us as we finally conquer the Andes. It feels like Hannibal crossing the Alps a long time ago, but the difference is that we don’t have any elephants but 167 horse power .. But they also have to fight in the thin air, especially when we are at 4830m above sea level. Not only is the air is thin, but it is also getting increasingly cold and we reach temperatures of minus 3 degrees. Some snow is laying right and left the road and we encounter some ice on the road. Some of us have a headache and other minor symptoms caused by the high altitude.
After noon we cross into Argentina without any delay and suddenly the landscape is changing. There is green again, some grass and bushes. We see lamas and donkeys and the salt sees and again cactus fields and wild canyons. It looks like the scenery of the Winnetou movies.
But then crop fields and green valleys are seen again and the temperature climbs again to 20 degrees Celsius. The landscape reminds us of Europe again, it feels somehow homely. But there is still a way to go till Buenos Aires. We have left 16 000km behind us and we stop for the night at a small petrol station next to Miguel de Tuciman where we try to digest all the landscape impressions we have seen the last days.