I pass through a lot of small towns.  Normally, when I’m there, it goes something like this:  I bike in, bike around, look around, maybe make some small talk, and bike out the next day.  In General Alvear, things were a little different.  For one, everyone in this tiny town was super friendly, from the kids to the store owners to the people waiting in the restaurant.  For another, I guess there wasn’t much going on because the local news station decided to interview me! (more…)