Ah, but they're prepared for all that.
First they go through Tierra del Fuego, then through the glaciers of Patagonia and then the Atacama Desert and a quick run through the Andes over to the Pantanal and then it's Amazon, here we come, which of course by that point, having gone through all manners of extremes, a big giant suana ain't that bad after all.
After wending their way through Central America, they make a stopover at Cancun for some much needed R&R, and then they hit Texas into the waiting arms of those toxic masculinity alpha male cowboys with their loaded pistols that we keep hearing about.
Murica, bruh, Murica.
