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To: elmatador who wrote (77813)	8/15/2011 10:46:30 AM
From: roymario	5 Recommendations Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 217931

No, we were treated very well. People very often picked us up and would take us home for dinner and shelter. One common question back then to use was "did people actually land on the moon?". We hiked on the back of low bed trucks carrying bags of fish fertilizer in the Atacama for thousands of miles. We camped on the Nazca plains one night and were sitting by our tent. We saw this person come riding out on a black horse. He was in full gaucho leather attire. He came up, never got off his horse, asked where we were from, where we were going and how long we were staying. We told him. He rode off! The master of the land just checking to see who was squatting on his land. Watched Castro give a speech in Quito. Afterwards the military drove their tanks through the rich part of town and tore up the cobblestone streets. Bolivia was the toughest as we had beards and longer hair. Che had been killed not too long before and Bolivia was clamped down tight. Watched jet fighters dive down off the alto plano into La Paz and shoot up the university. Looked like cheesecake. Nobody had heard of this or believed us when we arrived back in N America. Argentina was a combination. Some truckers would just mimic that we should cut our hair and roar by. Others would take us home and their fathers' would tell us stories of fighting in the 2nd world war beside Canadians. This was done as we sipped matte in the late afternoon with their family after we had all waked up from siesta. Been back with my wife a couple times. Love to tango in B.A. R