On the iPod today:

"Everything is Falling Into Place"
Kevin Johansen

I know it sounds wrong / And I don't have the face
But lately everything / Is falling into place
I know it sounds dumb / But it ain't no disgrace
It just feels so damn good / To be out of the race
I know it sounds strange / To really feel free
But how can you complain
If it's the way it's meant to be
You know I got a pop heart / What else can I say?
I love a simple tune / That anyone can play
See this little girl / She's 7 years old
You listen to her sing / And you listen to her soul
So what is the need / For all (of) us as a race
So why, oh! all the greed / If it's gone in a day
And everything's falling into place...
(Everything is, everything is)
I know it sounds wrong…

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So the downside to riding with an Englishman, is that he´s always bitching about not finding a decent cup of tea!!  So we rode a few hundred kilometers out of our way to the Welsh town of Gaiman, to see if Mark could satisfy his urges, at least the tea-realted ones...
La contra de viajar con un ingles, es que siempre esta protestando que no encuentra una buena taza de te!!  Por eso nos desviamos unos cientos de kilometros hacia el pueblo gales de Gaiman, para ver si Mark podia satisfacer sus necesidades, al menos las relacionadas al te...




I don´t think this fine tea house had ever received three dustier bikers.
No creo que esta casa de te tan fina habia recibido antes a tres motociclistas mas empolvados...


Notice fine pinky extension form...  Notese los meñiques muy bien extendidos...








Then it was on to Puerto Madryn, where I was supposed to part ways with Mark and Helge and head for Buenos Aires. 
Despues seguimos a Puerto Madryn, donde se suponia que nos separabamos con Mark y Helge y yo seguia para Buenos Aires.


But we were so close to Peninsula de Valdez that we decided to ride together a bit longer.
Pero estabamos tan cerca de Peninsula de Valdez que decidimos seguir juntos un poco mas.








This little guy owned the parking lot.  Este chiquito era el dueño del estacionamiento.








Hmmm... lunch!!!  Hmmm... mi almuerzo!!!






Didn´t meet these people, but they seemed to be on quite an adventure of their own.  Funny to think that this car (Renault Twingo) has the same size engine as my bike, minus 40 HP!
No conoci a esta gente, pero parecian estar en una aventura propia tambien.  Medio gracioso pensar que este auto (Renault Twingo) tiene el mismo motor de mi moto, pero con 40 HP menos!






Puerto Piramides, Peninsula de Valdez.


A pretty nice restaurant/hostal in Puerto Piramides.  Un restaurant/hostal bastante lindo en Puerto Piramides.


And following the brilliant logic that we had applied so far, the guys talked me into riding with them to Cordoba, only about 1500 kms, to attend a Vespa rally.  Yes, a Vespa rally...
Y continuando con la brillante logica que veniamos aplicando hasta el momento, los muchachos me convencieron de seguri con ellos hasta Cordoba, a solo 1500 kms, para ir a una reunion de Vespas.  Si, a una reunion de Vespas...








See you in Cordoba.  Nos vemos en Cordoba.