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Che em San Martín
“There, in the shade of the huge trees, where the wilderness had held back the advance of civilization, we made plans to set up a laboratory when we got back from our trip. We imagined enormous windows looking out over the lake, while winter painted the ground white; an autogiro to get from one side to the other; fishing from a boat; endless excursions into the almost virgin forest. Ofter on our travels, we longed to stay in some of the wonderful places we saw, but only the Amazon jungle had the same strong pull on the sedentary part of ourselves as this did. I now know, by a fatalistic coincidence with fact, that I am destined to travel, or rather, we are destined, because Alberto is just like me. All the same, there are moments when I think with profound longing of those wonderful areas in the South of Argentina. Maybe on day when I’m tired of wandering, I’ll come back to Argentina and settle in the Andean lakes, if not indefinitely at least in transit to another conception of the world”.
~ Ernesto Guevera, sobre o Lago Lacar, em San Martín
(em Chasing Che: A Motorcycle Journey in Search of the Guevara Legend)
