Last weekend I went to the hot springs down south called Termas Marinas. I don't really remember the name of the city, because it was in Spanish. It was nice, though. Very relaxing. The water -- according to the brochure -- had 5 times the normal amount of salt, sulfides, calcium, minerals, etc. It was very murky, you could feel how heavy it was. And 41 degree celsius water is quite warm. They recommended you stay in the 41 degree pool for 5 minutes. I think we stayed in for 45. Then we went to a cooler one, then we had 2 beers, then we went back in the really hot pool. Not necessarily the smartest move, but fun. Very relaxing. Lots of old people obviously. Maybe it's a small sample size, but I don't think you'd get Americans wearing that little clothing when that old.

That night we went out to Calculo, which is probably another name of a beach city that I'm screwing up. We spent the night, and then headed to the beach the next day at Pinamar.

On the way to the beach, we decided to check out the mountains of sand in between the highway and the beach.




The guy in this picture is over six feet tall. This was a big pile of sand. See how faint my footprints are? That's how fast the wind covered up tracks.

We'd been walking through mountains of sand for like 30 minutes before we saw the water.

Tree in the middle of nothing. Interesting.

Argentines talk their beaches down quite a bit. Basically like Houstonians and Galveston. It's not Malibu, but it isn't so bad. The beaches are huuuge. Anyway, this is a shot of the beach in Pinamar.