27 days pedaling without a pause, going through salt lakes of infinite horizons, crossing sandy deserts at impossible altitudes, camping in unusual places, traversing mountain passes were we literally touched the clouds. And finally we entered my dear homeland after two and a half years overseas. The last weeks were the most intense and hard at both physical and mental levels, riding the hardest roads that I had to ride until this moment in my trip across the American continent. Thankfully, I had the company of my road-brother Alex, with whom we surpassed every instances of this odyssey with humor and perseverance, almost to a hardheaded level, until reaching our objective, the beautiful city of Salta, in the Argentinean northwest. The bike and the body are asking for a few days of rest before continuing with the road, so, in these days, I expect to send more news about how to proceed with this incredible trip that still has many kilometers ahead... until then!!

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