We hopped on another bus to head from Mendoza to Santiago, Chile. Though it definitely did not compare to the all the bells and whistles of our last bus, the ever changing Andes more than made up for it.
The roughest part of the drive was about 3 hours at the border crossing, but even that wasn’t terrible thanks to a four legged cop. We placed all our belongings on a table and then they sent a cute golden retriever around to sniff through the luggage to make sure they were free of fruits, honey and other forbidden items.
This is what we were served. What is even in this thing??
