Rental car from Stacy’s personal hell

After deciding against self emulation by bike and choosing not to do the full seven lakes on bike:), we opted to rent a car instead so that we could still check out the area that we were set to see in super slow-mo by pedal. We decided to camp out at Pichi Ttraful campground for a couple of nights. Upon arrival we discovered that they don’t take credit cards, only cash, so we paid in cash.

Let’s back up a second. I tend to be ridiculously obsessed with timing the amount of cash we have in a country to be sympatico with the exact timing in which we leave said country. Granted, we still have about 15 days left in Argentina but was presuming that we would mostly pay for everything with our credit card and use the remaining $53,000 Argentinian pesos I had left for tips or buying little things. Stacy absolutely hates that I do this.

So we paid $44,000 pesos for two nights of camping, leaving us with a whopping $9,000 pesos while still having two more weeks of travel. Stacy gives me a knowing look that this situation is obviously all my fault and of course she is right. 🤷‍♂️ The beach is small but nice and our campsite is right on the beach. Despite all of this, we decide that maybe we should do some more exploring of the area, instead of camping at Pichi for two nights, and ask about changing and only staying for one night and using the money we gave for the second night towards a paddle board or kayak rental instead.

We asked about us changing plans and she, the campground host is just the nicest lady, promptly informed us that we only paid for one night. The price of $22,000 was not per night, but rather per person for each night. Given that we were fresh out of money we quickly found that not only could we leave after one night, but that we had to 😂

With our remaining money, we had just enough money to buy a beer and then put my last dollar into the tip jar. The host knew our situation and noticed me tipping our last dollar, she later came over with another beer and simply said, “gift”. I will never cease to be impressed with the people in this area. There is just a different feeling of giving and helping and all the other ways we all know we should be doing actually playing out down here in a way I don’t regularly see elsewhere.

Stacy has a borderline fear of cars. When we are back home, especially in the winter when there is snow and ice, Stacy will often pull her beanie over her eyes because she is too afraid to look. Keep in mind this makes me look as if I have just kidnapped my wife and often wonder what passing cars think as they drive by and see my blindfolded wife sitting next to me in the car. I’m a little shocked, and mildly disappointed, that none of my fellow Americans have called in this potential crime in progress 😂Read more