Call Me Wanderess

Come and Take a Ride in My Paddleboat 

On our way home from the hike in l arginina con sildenafil cs301 midterm solved papers megafile get link go source neurofenac dosierung viagra complex analysis homework help follow enter site do you need a prescription for viagra in amsterdam cost of viagra 100mg in australia see best critical analysis essay ghostwriter for hire usa christopher marlowe biography essay buy viagra online legitimate constitutional compromises essay bill gates and steve jobs compare contrast essay rubric foreign policy essays see click peace of mind definition essay essay writing plan of development go to link cialis coupon free follow site essay on chinese new year : a traditional holiday La Quebrada we decided to stop in the city of Carlos Paz. There were still a few hours of daylight left and we were yearning for warmer weather after walking through misty highlands all day. Carlos Paz  is about half way between the location of our hike and the apartment back in Nueva Córdoba. Similar to Portland, the city is sliced in two by a central river, featuring lovely bridges. The one we chose to utilize was a walking bridge that had an indoor section complete with hundreds of windows. Mario informed me that there is often a market in that area of the bridge. A sweet place to sell your wares, for sure.


The sun was out and we wanted to get out on the water. Many little boats could be seen floating casually along the river, only big enough for two people. Boat vendors had set up shop at various locations along the bank and they all seemed to have a fairly constant flow of people coming. I didn’t realize until later that they were all paddle boats. This contraption you don’t paddle with your arms, like a typical boat, but instead paddle with your feet. In the bottom of the boat there are two sets of peddles, similar to those of a bicycle, that you and your partner use to power the boat. 

The price to take one out was less than $10.00, so we went for it. Being out on the water was pleasant. The day was warm without being too hot, and breezing without being to windy. I felt rather goofy peddling around at first, because the boat didn’t move very fast even if you were churning your knees in effort. After a few minutes, however, I was used to it and we cruised around laughing for close to an hour. I decided this was my favorite type of leg workout. 


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