One thing about my parents everyone know,s is they don't waste vacation days.  If it's not some trip abroad it's a weekend trip in an attempt to see all of the Presidential Libraries (weird for parents that never talk about politics, no?).  Last year, the teachers at my mom's school played a game amongst themselves were they wrote a clue a teacher's name they drew out of hat.  The other teachers then tried to guess who that clue was about. The clue given for my mom was "She has visited 3 countries in the past year that all started with the letter 'I'".  My dad is retired military so he has access to military supply flights (called a HOP) if they have space available. His recent HOPs have been to Hawaii, Guam, England and Iceland (which is 1 of the I's). 

A recent family tradition of my parents has been for them to invite one of their kids on a trip and let them pick the destination. My dad's one of those guys who like someone else to pick his dinner because he will always pick the safe choice. This started in 2005 after Sheldon found some dirt cheap British Airways tickets to London.  They had so much fun having the company of their son that Sheldon and I got to go with them to Germany in 2006. Then in 2007 it mutated into spouse trips after Sheldon and Khristin went to London. Ceira and Jon went to Italy/Slovenia/Croatia in 2008. Weston and Mandi went to Germany/Czech Rep/Poland in 2009 and  Elizabeth and I went to India in 2010 (it my be a bias vote, the the coolest of them all).

After a number of attempts to get Brian to take off work and go on a trip they finally talked him into it.  My dad, Brian and Brian's girlfriend Malisa arrived in Buenos Aires this past Saturday.  My mom wasn't able to make the trip due to work.



I took advantage of my new role of picking food for my dad (especially since its all in Spanish) with a roquefort pizza (blue cheese) for lunch.  I know it was something I would never talk Elizabeth into splitting with me.

For dinner we decided to go to the "Dinner and Tango" restaurant that Elizabeth went to a week earlier for "ladies night". Strangely I'd been in Argentina for the past 3 weeks and this was my first grilled meal. I won't lie, I was pretty jealous of that beef spread that Elizabeth took a picture of, but only about half of it lived up to my expectations.



First off the "regular" beef cuts where good.  Now onto the more exotic cuts.  Not a kidney fan, I knew that, but thought I would give it a go again.  Chitterlings, no thanks.  I thought chitterlings were stuffed intestins, but this was more like stuffed uterus (from my years as a Fear Factor fan).  Chewy, with a pasty filling that sqooze out each time you bit down. Blood sausage looked like a regular firm sausage but it was mushy and coated the inside of your mouth.  Making it difficult to swallow it down quickly.  All in all it was an experience


On Sunday we went back to Parque Norte (the waterpark) with my family and our roommates.  Even though it was only 86, it felt much hotter and were all cautions about getting too much sun.

The Fam left this morning to hit up Iguazu Falls for the next 3 days.  Iguazu Falls are some huge waterfalls on the Brazil/Argentina border.