Lobos

Tuesday through Thursday, five of us stayed in a cabin on the Laguna de Lobos. Lobos is a small city about an hour and a half drive west of La Plata. Along the way there, Chris pointed out red shrines made to honor different gauchos (sort of Argentine cowboys) on the side of the road. People leave gifts in homage to them.
It was a fun retreat, but the weather was less than ideal. It was chilly enough for it to snow a bit. Even coming from Wisconsin, it was a little odd to see snow falling in July. Even so, it wasn't very magical for me, but it was considered quite the novelty for the guys I was with who rarely see the white flakes falling from the sky. While we were cooped up most of the time, we enjoyed each others' company and spent some time each day discussing following Christ and faith in God.
<--What it looked like most of the time we were there--shades of grey

Cabin

Playing in the snow

Flamingos! I hadn´t ever seen them in the wild before. They were all over the lake.