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Other than a mandatory COVID test in the morning, there were no plans for today.  It was a free day to do whatever we wanted to.  I wanted to play it safe, so I did not do crazy.

For the COVID test, we were told to go to floor “minus two”.  What?  The elevator only goes to ZERO, how do I get to MINUS 2?  Is this the Highway to Hell or what?  I left my room and went to floor ZERO, where marathon tours staff were waiting.  I asked about the minus two situations and was directed to a set of escalators.  They said to go down two floors where more people will be waiting.   I went down but felt like a cow being led down the slaughter chute.  As I stepped off, Marathon Tours staff directed me to a room where there were 3 chairs set up for sample taking.  The line moved fairly quickly and soon it was my turn.  I sat down and pulled my mask down.  This lady stuck the swab so far up my nose I thought it was going to come out of my ear.  I tried to pull back a little bit, she then shoved it in even further and with more force.  I wonder if she enjoyed doing this to people?  The sample could not have been collected soon enough.  She gave me a thumbs up and I RAN out from the room.  The marathon tours staff asked me if I was done, and I simply said, “There is nothing like crying in the morning”.  Geez.  The results of the PCR were supposed to be completed this evening.  Anybody who was positive had to remain in Buenos Aires in quarantine and would not be permitted to make the trip to Ushuaia / Antarctica.

After that escapade, I ate breakfast at the free breakfast bar in the Hilton, then went back to my room.  I slept well last night, but not long enough, so I took a nap.  At 11:30 I rolled out of bed and decided to go for a walk in the Costanera Sur Ecological Reserve.  I did the same route that I “ran” yesterday, but took pictures and frequent rests.  The temp was pushing 90.

Dandy Deli in Puerto Madero, Buenos Aires, Argentina

After 2 hours, I made it back to the hotel and showered off.  It was 2:30 and I was getting hungry.  Right next to the hotel was a place called Dandy Deli.  I decided to try them.  If nobody spoke English, I figured I could point at the menu to order.  Looking at the menu, I saw a pulled pork sandwich that looked yummy, so I ordered that and a bottle of water.  The bad part about this place was that I could NOT pay with US dollars, and had to use my credit card.  Still, it was only $10.  The pulled pork sandwich was SO mouthwatering good.  I have never had one as good as this.

On the way back to the hotel, I saw Will from Marathon Tours and quizzed him about the PCR test results.  He said that the lab had promised them between 4-5 pm, but obviously this was beyond his control.  It was currently 3:15 pm, so we were getting close.  Every person who tested negative would receive an email with further instructions.  If you tested positive, you would receive a CALL from either Jeff or the doctor to discuss your options – which is where this story gets primed with some interesting developments in a few paragraphs.

After talking to Will, I took another lazy day nap, then started gathering / strategically organizing my stuff.  According to my master plan, I would consolidate from three bags to two bags for the airplane trip to Ushuaia.  I knew it could be done because I did it at home.  I wanted to carry on any running gear that I had because I wanted NO risk of losing any of it.  The chances of things getting lost on a direct flight are a lot less than on a connecting flight, but it still happens.  I separated everything into two piles – one to check and one to carry on.  As I finished making the piles, it was time to meet in the hotel lobby to go to the Cabana Las Lilas – the Argentine steakhouse.  Although I had not finished packing, I had made a good start.

Our dinner groups at Cabana Las Lilas, Buenos Aires, Argentina

As soon as I arrived in the lobby, I noticed that the topic of conversation was about the COVID results.  I told them what I knew from Will and that the emails should be coming soon.  It was good to know that nobody had received an email yet.  We walked to the Cabana Las Lilas, which was only about 5 minutes from the hotel.  We arrived at 6:50 and had to wait for 10 minutes – which is where things get interesting for me (as was primed a few paragraphs above).  My phone rang.  My heart sank.  My mind starts racing and thinking, “WHAT?!?!?!?  I WAS CAREFUL!!!  WHY ME?”.

Me (sheelpishly):  “Hello”

Other guy:  “Is this Robert?”

Me:  “Yes”

Other guy:  “This is Jeff with Marathon Tours”

Me (Oh MY GOD!  WHY ME?!?!?!  I HAVE WAITED FIVE YEARS FOR THIS):   “Hi Jeff, how are you?”

Jeff:  “Are you at a place where you are comfortable talking?”

Me ($#i7.  WHY ?  I have been EXTREMELY CAREFUL.  Mother Nature can be SO cruel!): “Yes”

Jeff:  “I want to get this email out to everybody to relieve all of the anxiety, but needed to have a conversation with you.  First of all, please do not panic.  You have not tested positive. However, the lab was not comfortable with the quality control on your results.  You did not test positive, however, they want to rerun your sample.  There were 3 people, including yourself, who are in the same situation.  When I send this email, I did not want you to panic because you did not get one.”

Me (Well this is only WORRISOME news, not BAD news): “Do I need to come back to retest?”

Jeff:  “No, they will retest the three samples in question.  You did not test positive and 99% of the time, this is fine.  I am pretty sure you will not test positive, but again, I wanted to give you the courtesy of telling you what was going on and why you did not receive an email with a negative test result.  They have promised me that the sample will be rerun within two hours and I will call you again with the results.  I would not worry about this, and we should have your results by 8 pm”.

Me:  “Thank you!”

I was fairly confident that I was going to be negative.  I mean I sat in my hotel in Miami for 3 days doing nothing when I COULD have been playing poker or playing golf.  However, the anxiety was annoying, much similar to what I was experiencing when my PCR test results came back from Miami.  I told the group what the situation was (and that I had not tested positive and they wanted to get these emails out).  Right after that, we were seated.

Ribeye Steak at Cabana Las Lilas, Buenos Aires, Argentina

For starters, they gave us Pao De Queijo, bread with cheese in the middle.  This seems to be common in South America because I have had this bread at various Brazilian restaurants in the USA.  For the main course, I ordered my favorite steak – a ribeye – cooked medium well, with a side of corn.

After we ordered, the COVID negative emails started rolling in.  You could see the sense of relief on everybody’s face.  Every so often, somebody would look at me and say, “It is alright, you are going to test negative.”  I had no doubt, but this wait was still tense.

Dinner was finally served and this ribeye was el-perfecto – a PERFECT medium-well, and it was delicious!  I was so glad that we decided to come here for the experience.

As I was eating, my phone rang again.  This is it – the call.  I stepped away from the table.

Me:  “Hello”

Jeff:  “Hi, this is Jeff with Marathon Tour, is this Bob?”

Me:  “Yes”

I peered back to the table and most eyes were on me.

Jeff:  “Good news, they reran all 3 tests and you are negative.”

I raised my arm with a fist pump.  Sam asked if I was negative.  I gave him a thumbs up because Jeff was still talking.

Sam looked at the table and shouted, “Bob’s negative!!”

The entire table cheered.  It was funny.

Jeff:  “Not only did the 3 tests that needed to be rerun come back negative, but the ENTIRE GROUP also came back negative.  We have 100% of people moving on to Ushuaia.”

Me:  “That is exciting!  Thank you!”

I told the group that EVERYBODY had tested negative and that nobody was being left behind.  We let out another loud cheer and started clapping.  What a moving moment.

After dinner, I went back to my room and finished packing.  Everything fit neatly into my checked bag and my carry-on.  Since I was on the regular flight that left at 8:40 am, I had to be at the hotel door by 6 am.  I set my alarm for 5:10 and Mr. Sandman was soon visiting me.

Hurdle #2 cleared.  Ushuaia – here I come!

The Pink House in Buenos Aires

Today was our first full day as a group in Buenos Aires.  Numerous people were late due to the big snowstorm in the northeast.  I was SO glad Ashley talked me into going to Miami a few days early.  All flights on Saturday and 40% of the flights on Sunday were canceled from Hartford, so I am pretty sure I would have been delayed as well.  Anyway, today we were to have an arranged tour of the most popular tourist sites in Buenos Aires, another optional group run, then a mandatory dinner meeting.

Mausoleums in the Recoleta Cemetery

Our first stop was at the oldest public cemetery in Bueno Aires, La Recoleta Cemetery.  It was declared a public cemetery in 1820.  The first thing that stood out was that this was no ordinary cemetery like we see in the USA.  The entire cemetery contained mausoleums, and some were quite intricate!  When asked, the tour guide said there were about 4500 of them, and there was no space for any more.  She also said that the number of people interred there was unknown, but some rather famous people were here.  I had never been up close to a mausoleum before, so I took the opportunity to peek inside when I had an opportunity (note:  I did NOT enter any of them).  Many of them had caskets in the ground-level chamber.  However, I noticed numerous mausoleums had a crypt as well. The tour guide said that the crypts can contain additional caskets or urns for cremated people and can go an additional 5 meters / 15 feet below the ground!  When asked about the price of a mausoleum, she said that it varies depending on the style, but it can cost more than a house.

Floralis Genérica sculputre in Buenos Aires

Next, we stopped at a large metal flower that is supposed to open its petals in the morning and close them in the evening.  However, it was broken and the petals are always closed.

Statue in Buenos Aires with a rock for each victim of COVID

The next stop was at the pink house in Recoleta.  This is where the President of Argentina does his daily work.  To get to work, he flies in by helicopter and lands on the roof!  Pretty cool.  In the same square is a monument.  There were hundreds if not thousands of rocks placed at the base of the monument.  When I asked why all of the rocks were there, somebody told me that each rock represents somebody who died from COVID.  That was a fairly startling display of what is STILL going on in the world right now.  Yikes!

In 2014 when I was working in ESPN Deportes, I had this soccer task that I was working on.  As I was working on this task, I noticed a team logo that was not “typical”.  By that, I mean it was not a fierce lion or tiger, nor was it colorful.  It was just a plain circular black and white logo with black text.  Curious, I looked up this logo and found out that it was for a soccer team in Argentina named “River Plate“.  I thought that this was a strange name for a team, but whatever – I am sure there is a reason for it.  A couple of weeks later, I was walking behind a person while going to the ESPN cafe.  He was carrying/wearing a backpack with a sports team logo.  Upon closer inspection, I noticed that it was the RIVER PLATE soccer team logo!  What were the chances that I worked on a soccer project, looked up that exact logo, then SAW the logo on a backpack for a soccer team in Argentina nonetheless!  It was comical, but I put that out of my mind for 8 years.  As we were driving through Buenos Aires, we drove near a soccer stadium.  The streets were filled with sporting goods shops – all of which had soccer memorabilia.  The tour guide told us the history of the two soccer teams in the area, and lo and behold, one was River Plate, and they played in this stadium we were driving by, which was Estadio Monumental Antonio Vespucio Liberti!  Wow – River Plate now has come full-circle.  Will I have any more River Plate encounters in my life?  Who knows, but I am very curious.

Souvenir shop in Buenos Aires

Our next stop was in a touristy area where I could try to buy some knick-knacks for people at home.  I went into the first store and found a nice Argentine leather wallet.  I needed a new wallet and this one was appealing.  It had 4 credit card slots per side (help 8 total) and TWO inserts for your driver’s license and whatever else you might want to put there – like your health insurance cards.  In my current wallet, I have to double up some cards in the appropriate slots because there is not enough room.  This wallet was PERFECT.  I asked the lady how much it was, and she said 4,600 pesos.  I learned the lesson yesterday at lunch, so I asked for the exchange rate (I knew the “official” rate was about 105:1).  She quoted me a price of $23 USD!  I took it!  What a nice wallet.  I was getting hungry, so I bought an empanada and a bottle of water for lunch.   The grand total (on credit card) was $3.94!  Not bad for a lunch.  I went back to shopping and found a nice penguin carved out of Rhodochrosite, the Argentine national stone.  The price was $11,600 pesos, but she told me $57 for USD (a little more than 200:1)!  I took that and crossed Grace of my “to buy something for” list.  It is pretty cool, and I think she will love it.

We made out way back to the hotel after that, and I geared up for a 4-mile group run.  The park was open, but you could take several paths in the park to do 2.5, 3.1, 4, or 6.1 miles.  I decided to do the 4-mile route, but halfway through, I decided to walk.  It was WAAAAAY too hot (in the 80s) and I do not do well in the heat when it comes to exercise.  I walked with 2 other people who decided it was too hot to run as well.

After the run, I showered and vegged until dinner.  At 6:30 I went down to check out my bib and cabin assignments.  I was in cabin 310 with a guy named Thomas.  During dinner, I located Thomas and introduced myself, but did not talk long.  As for the flight, the charter did not hold enough people so there were SEVEN people who were booked on a regular domestic flight via Aerolineas Argentinas. I was one of those lucky 7 – and was pretty disappointed.  I did not want to have to go through the airport myself.  What if nobody knew Spanish?  Lastly, I scheduled my COVID PCR test for 8:45 am tomorrow.  This test was required by the Argentine government.  If anybody tested positive, they must quarantine in Buenos Aires for 7-10 days

Dinner consisted of tomato + mozzarella cheese salad, then salmon.  It was quite yummy.  Jeff Adams spoke about what we will be encountering over the next several days with the sailing, race, covid, etc.  There were no surprises for me thus far.

After dinner, Sam and I called Cabana Las Lilas to make a reservation for 15 people.  They could accommodate us, but they did not open until 7 pm.  That was fine, and we booked the reservation.

At 9:30p, I ventured out with my newfound friend Bai (from Chicago, but she grew up in Shanghai, China) to look at the stars.  She is a big fan of astronomy, as am I.  We are hoping for at least one or two clear nights on the Drake Passage so we can look at the southern sky!  There was quite a bit of light pollution, so we were not able to see a whole lot (although Orion was very prominent overhead).  During the walk, I found out that she is a Financial Advisor in Chicago for Citibank.  She and her husband/children love to travel and she has been on numerous interesting marathon trips. She is also an amazing photographer.   After that walk, I retired to my room for the evening.

Sunrise over the Atlantic Ocean, January 31, 2022

After I blogged last night, I made my way to the actual gate from where my flight was leaving from.  I wondered how many people on this flight were going to be in our group.  As I approached the gate I saw somebody in a Marathon Tours t-shirt.  I approached him and quickly made friends with him (Rich) and his son (Jordan).  We counted at least four other runners, for a total of seven that we could see.  We all bonded over the experience we were about to embark on.

After boarding the plane, there were some routine maintenance issues.  I do not know the details, but the end result was that we were delayed by about 90 minutes.  At the beginning of the delay, I queued up Terminator, Genisys.  I had never seen it (or Terminator Salvation).  I made it through a good portion of the movie before we were cleared for takeoff.  We pushed back and were on our way for the nine hour flight south to Ezeiza International Airport (EZE) in Buenos Aires.  I finished the movie just in time for dinner (at 1am!!)  After dinner, I dozed off and woke up just in time to get the above picture of the rising sun over the Atlantic Ocean.

Breakfast on the Buenos Aires Flight

I went back to sleep until they started to serve breakfast.  It was strawberry yogurt, fresh fruit, a small cinnamon bun, and some orange juice.  I thought this was a perfect breakfast – not too much, and it kept the hunger pangs at bay.

After de-planing, I texted my contingent of followers that I had landed, then made my way to Passport Control.  The lady asked to see my passport, entry document, COVID vaccination card, and negative PCR test.  After she confirmed all of that, she asked me how long I was going to stay.  I told her four days (Monday – Thursday).  She said, “two”, and I said, “No, four” and held up 4 fingers.  She again said “two days”.  At this point (not that I was impatient, I just did not want to try to get my point across with a person who we might have been on two different wavelengths), I just shook my head and said, “yes, two”.  She nodded, stamped my passport, and I was through.  Next was immigrations.  I had nothing to declare, so I went into that line.  I put my two suitcases and backpack on an x-ray machine, picked them up on the other side, and that was it!  I was through customs within ten minutes.

On the other side of the customs doors, several runners were standing there waiting for our comrades to get through customer.  After a bit we decided to move outside where it was warm – to the tune of 75 degrees!  This was quite a difference from New England as well as from what I will be experiencing in 6 days 🙂 .  As it turned out, there were eleven runners on that flight from Miami.  Soon, the Marathon Tours bus picked us up and off we were to the Hilton Hotel in Puerto Madero .

I got checked in, went to my room, showered, and took a nap.  I set my alarm for 3pm, which gave me a 90 minute nap.  I woke up just before my alarm went off and ate the chicken salad that I bought in Miami.  I got dressed for the optional 4pm run and met about 80 other runners downstairs.  We did a small three mile run – basically a rectangle around city blocks.  We were supposed to run in the Playa Reserva Ecológica Buenos Aires near the hotel, but it was closed because it was “Monday”.  We should be able to run in there tomorrow.

Temple Craft, Buenos Aires

After the run, I showered again, then went downstairs to see if anybody was going to dinner.  I saw one guy in a Boston Marathon t-shirt so I asked him.  He and one other person were going to go out to get something.  I asked if I could tag along, and he said that it was no problem.  I also asked him if he knew Spanish, because I did not!  He said that he was born in the Dominican and spoke fluent Spanish.  WHEW!  So, I made two new friends (Sam and Cindy) in the lobby.  We walked a little bit and settled on a casual place called Temple Craft Madero.  We all ordered a burger and fries, and my two counterparts each got a beer.  The check came, and it was for 4,200 pesos.  Sam asked the waitress what the exchange rate for US dollars were.  Now, mind you, at the time, the official exchange rate offered by any currency converter was about 105 Argentina Peso for 1 US Dollar – about 100:1.  They actually said if we paid in US dollars, the total would be $22 – ABOUT 200:1!  So three of us ate dinner (3 burgers, 2 beers, and a bottle of water) for $25 – and the waitress was thrilled with the $3 tip!  Sam told me that since I did not have beer, to give him $5 and that would be fine.  I only had four $1 bills, but he said that was close enough.  He also pointed out that this was a good lesson for tomorrow – ALWAYS ask for the exchange rate.  Businesses would much rather have you pay in US Dollars rather than in Argentine Peso.  GOOD TO KNOW for when I shop for trinkets.

While we were walking back to the hotel, I mentioned that everybody at home told me to get a steak in Argentina and that we should do that before we left Buenos Aires.  Both Sam and Cindy thought that was a good idea and we should do it on Wednesday evening because there were no formal dinner plans.  Plus, it allowed us to ask around to see who else might want to go.  Sam gave me the task of researching what place we should go to.  As we arrived back at the hotel, I asked the concierge.  There were two places that he recommended:  La Cabana and Cabana Las Lilas.  The concierge said that BOTH places required reservations and that he would be happy to make them for us!

Lastly, I would like to give a shout out to the Marathon Tour staff (and support staff – who are not listed on the previous page:  Paul, Will, Gillian, and anybody else I missed).  For a trip to Antarctica, you must be open-minded and have to go with the flow.  I can only IMAGINE how many things Jeff Adams has to take into account.  Jeff brought it to out attention that if anybody changed their mind about staying with another runner in Buenos Aires due to COVID concerns, they had contracted with the hotel to allow ANYBODY to switch from a shared room to a single room at $90/night.  Additionally, if anybody tests positive for COVID and is not able to make the trip to Ushuaia, the same offer is in place.  If you test positive before boarding the ship in Ushuaia, they have secured houses and apartments there JUST IN CASE.  The entire staff goes above and beyond when it comes to anything to do with trips.  This is my fifth trip with Marathon Tours (London, Tokyo, Berlin, Rio de Janeiro, and now Antarctica), and I have had NOTHING but good experiences.  I HIGHLY recommend them.  Yes, you can do a trip on your own for less money, but they take the worrying and planning out of EVERYTHING.  On a scale of 1-10, they don’t even get the proverbial 11, they get a 12!

Tomorrow we have a 3-1/2 hour city tour from 9am – 12:30 or so.  The rest of the afternoon is free time, but with another optional run at 4pm.  The welcome banquet/dinner is at 7pm.

Miami International Airport

Well, today is the day things start happening, albeit at the end of the day.  My flight from Miami to Buenos Aires leaves at 11pm, and arrives at 10am local time.  Buenos Aires is 2 hours ahead of eastern time, so the flight is nine hours, not the eleven like the departure/arrival times might suggest.  This is not too bad when comparing it to some of the long haul flights I have taken to Brisbane, Australia and  Tokyo, Japan.

When I got up this morning, I was greeted by an email from American Airlines stating that I should check in for my flight.  “Great idea!”, I thought.  I proceeded to their website, filled in all of my information, clicked “Check-In”.. I stared at the spinning wheel of death.  Five, ten, then fifteen seconds pass.  Is this a website problem?  Is there something wrong with my ticket?  My mind starts racing.  Well, if there is something wrong, I at least I am in the US and not abroad.  “STOP IT EVIL DEMONS!“, I think.  Then, I am greeted with this:

Cannot Check In Online, See Agent

Really?  What gives?  You tell me to check in online, and give me this?  My best is that since there are COVID protocols in place for entry into Argentina (i.e. I must show a negative PCR test), you cannot check in online and attempt to bypass that requirement.  This will not be a huge problem since I will have upwards of 8 hours to kill in the airport!

While eating breakfast, an email from Jeff at Marathon Tours arrived.  They said that they were in Buenos Aires, preparing for us, and had a couple of itinerary changes.  The biggest was that their normal cocktail reception was canceled because they wanted to minimize the chance for the spread of COVID (but dinner was still on).  Additionally, I saw this quote:

On the first Voyage there were several positive cases before and during their travels.  We want to avoid this with our group at all costs.  I strongly encourage you to remain isolated from others prior to traveling, at the airport use all necessary precautions (wash your hands thoroughly, wear a mask at all times, avoid crowds/people whenever possible), and practice the same ritual upon arriving in Buenos Aires.

I feel bad for those people who contracted COVID while there.  Apparently four people tested positive before leaving Buenos Aires and could not even make the trip to Ushuaia / Antarctica.  I am not sure if they lost all of their money or not, but still – it is something that I am mildly anxious about.

I brought changes of clothes for 4-5 days.  Sticking to my laundry plan, I did a load of laundry at the hotel (and will do one or two on the ship).  All my clothes are clean, and I should be able to make it to the Ocean Victory in Ushuaia before having to do another load on the ship.

When I checked into the hotel, I asked the receptionist what the latest checkout was that I could get without them getting in trouble (I have had 4pm checkouts at Atlantic City hotels before).  She said that the latest checkout was 2pm, so I got that one.  I hopped on the 3pm shuttle and arrived at the airport 5 minutes later.  I went in, found my check in location, showed all of the required docs (COVID vaccination card, negative COVID test, and Argentina entry documents) to the screening person.  I then got in line to be checked in (8 hours early), got my boarding pass, chatted with the check in lady for several minutes about the Antarctica Marathon, went through the TSA Precheck line and was through security by 3:25!  WOW!  From the hotel to post-security for an international flight in under 30 minutes.  A new record.  I do not even think that do it that fast for domestic.  My watch said that I needed a couple thousand more steps for the day, so I walked up and down terminal D until I hit my goal.

About six months ago, I applied for (and received) a Chase Sapphire Reserve card.  One of the free perks you get with the Sapphire Reserver is the Priority Pass.  That lets you get into a lot of airport lounges all over the world, as well as giving you food credit a many restaurants across the world.  In Miami, you have access to the Turkish Airlines lounge, so I decided to try it out.  I walked up to the receptionist and she said that it was too busy and that they were not accepting Priority Pass members at this time, but I could check back later.  I was starting to get hungry, and found out that the Corona Beach House offered a $30 meal credit to Priority Pass members.  I went there and put my name on the list.  I was seated about 15 minutes later, and I ordered a lemonade, buffalo wings, and fish tacos.  All items were pretty good, and the total was $30 exactly.

Fish Tacos at The Corona Beach House Miami

Buffalo Wings at The Corona Beach House Miami

The waiter said that my Priority Pass covered everything and that I owed nothing!  Pretty cool perk. I left him and tip and I went back to the Turkish Airlines Lounge to try to my luck again.  When I arrived, I got the same story – they were full and not taking Priority Pass members.  Oh well, there is a lounge in Buenos Aires and I will try my luck there.

As of right now, I have about one hour until we start boarding the flight.  American Airlines offered me a deal to upgrade to Premium Economy for $20 more, so I hopped on it. Hopefully, it will be a peaceful fight with no issues.

The Magic City Casino is about 1.5 miles from my hotel

Today and tomorrow are going to be B-O-R-I-N-G.  I want to go outside and do something to pass the time.  As I mentioned yesterday, the Magic City Casino is only about 1.5 miles from the Sheraton.  It is taking all of my willpower not to go play poker.   I also looked into playing golf at the International Links Melreese Country Club since it is right next door.  However, greens fees are upwards of $200, plus I need to rent clubs, so I decided against that idea.  I do have a small task that I can do for work, and I can go to the workout room and get in a run.  It is VERY windy here today.

On another note, I got a text from CVS saying that my PCR test result was ready.  All I had to do was click the link.  I was kind of surprised by this because CVS had been saying that results were backed up by 2-3 days.  However, the CVS guy said that I would have my results the next day.  I was skeptical, but he was right!  I had taken a home test and it was negative, so I was not overly worried.  However, I felt the anxiety build as I clicked the link in the text to see the result.  The website was making me confirm my identity.  More tension built.  Finally, the result was displayed.  I scoured the page, scrolled down, and could not find the result!  Tension and anxiety were still building. I was going MAD!  I scrolled back to the top, and after SLOWLY reading everything, I found it!  NEGATIVE!  WOO HOO!  I should be clear to depart for Argentina on Sunday.  Hurdle one has been navigated.

My good friend and business partner Patrick, let me borrow his GoPro Hero 8 for this adventure.  However, he removed the microSD card from it.  He told me that a 32GB card would do nothing for me and it held less than 1 hour of video.  So, this afternoon, I found a Best Buy that had a 512 GB microSD card in stock.  I ordered it, took a Lyft to the store, and it was waiting for me when I arrived.  There was also a Target there, so I picked up some dehydrated fruit – mangos, bananas, and dark chocolate covered freeze-dried strawberries.  Wow the strawberries were good!

When I got back to the hotel, I found a Youtube Video about the GoPro Hero8 camera, watched it and got familiar with all of the buttons (and more importantly, how to use it)!