I went through the Andes in many of my travels in Bolivia, in Peru, in Ecuador. This time I wanted to reach Buenos Aires from Santiago de Chile, the Pacific to the Atlantic, through the mountains. The majority of course is on the Argentine side, since Chile is a long but narrow. After a few hundred miles, we began to climb up. About 12 people in a minivan, we pushed each time the driver turned, we got altitude sickness, which generally mixed to seasickness. But for about 20 euros the path of Santiago to Mendoza, the first major city on the Argentine side, so we did not complain. Then was a succession of peaks, an outpost in the middle of nowhere, and we had forgotten that in the 2 capitals is summer, the Andean plateaus surrounded by mountains with peaks at over 6000 meters high, covered with snow, and the descent to Mendoza, which makes the best wine in the country, and delicious meat that melts in your mouth.