Those nice people at Land Rover tell white, puffy lies. They gave their exotic Argentina trip the jaunty and adventurous "Road to the Clouds" moniker, but from the moment we step out of the plane, there are few clouds to speak of-plenty wide open, impossibly blue skies, horizon-bending vistas, and the promise of an unforgettable 4x4 expedition to the highest driveable pass in North and South America, sure, but few feathery cirrus or pillowy cumulus clouds.
Truth be told, there doesn't seem to be much in the way of roads, either. - Ed Loh