On the drive to Mendoza we stopped in a little town named Uspallata, where we visited a native cultural arts center. The center was simplistic and beautiful all at the same time. We nearly had our eyebrows nibbled off there by the guanacos from this photo. They were orphaned when someone shot their mother, and as a result, they were raised on the grounds of the cultural center. You can see that they just loooooooooooooove visitors! They actually scared the bejeebers out of me because I didn't notice them approaching the car until I felt their breath in my ear. When my brother, sister and I were growing up on a farm we each got to buy a pet goat from the county livestock auction one year. These guanacos reminded me of Lara's goat, who chewed the inside of the car to bits on the drive home, and earned itself the name of Nibbles. In honor of Nibbles, we nicknamed these guys Crunch and Munch.
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