





I had such a crazy, outrageous, warming time at the ranch of El Russo with Cata and Russo's girlfriend Luciana, I would almost call it a life changing experience. Staying and connecting with truly Argentinian strangers with amazing life stories really felt like traveling in its purest form. El Russo had this crazy in-your-face energy, he spoke in Spanish phrases and expressions and just wanted to seize every moment and take it for a ride. I will miss his humble silo and caravan though Cata and I plan to return and silo sit for him next year as he won't leave for trips to the city without having someone at home.
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