Forty-eight weeks, 5 continents, 38 countries & territories. Hundreds of good pictures, thousands of bad ones. The epic year that was.
From the vast Amazon Basin in the north to the hedonism of the flamboyant city carnivals, seeing all there is to see in Brazil, Latin America’s largest country, would take a lifetime. Maybe two. Here’s a bite-sized sampling for starters.
”OK so there’s not a whole lot around here that will deter too many for too long, but there’s an unmistakably cool vibe on the straight grid of streets that is the Uruguayan capital, a riot of 19th-Century Neoclassical architecture and one of the best cities on the continent in which to tuck into a steak.”
“It gets all the Colonia attention, and rightly so. A grid of enchanting streets on a small peninsula jutting into the Rio de la Plata, this UNESCO-listed region is made for exploring. You won’t get lost (trust me, it’s too small for that), but you’ll have fun meandering from one plaza to another along cobbled & shaded streets, checking out pastel-coloured tile-and-stucco colonial houses, ye olde churches and ancient fortifications.”
The White Continent, the driest, windiest, highest & coldest continent on earth, the world’s ultimate once-in-a-lifetime travel destination.
It’s pretty remote down here, a desolate archipelago shivering off the southern tip of the South American continent, a burden jointly administered by Chile & by Argentina.
An exploration of the 4,300-kilometre-long, laid-back, colourful, hospitable, straitlaced, isolated & largely remote South American anomaly.
Dual exchange rates, European influence, Che & Messi, border two-stepping, Lake District splendour, Patagonia steppe, the end of the world & tango. Criss-crossing Argentina before reaching the (very) bottom.
An exploration of Enchanting Easter Island, one of the most remote inhabited islands on the planet & universally famous as the home of the massive monolithic moai statues.
UNESCO-listed Jesuit Missions, quirky Asuncion, a mighty big dam & Illegal border crossings. Paraguay, the so-called Heart of South America, the landlocked republic that’s somewhat off the region’s well-trodden Gringo Trail.