city in the mountains
20.01.2008 - 22.01.2008 25 °C
Sunday night we boarded a 22-hour bus to Bariloche in the Argentine Lakes District. The bus ride was pretty much uneventful, except when the inspector threw out our fruit at a checkpoint. The bus was pretty comfortable and one of the four movies was in English with Spanish subtitles, yay!
We seemed to travel forever through the Pampas, the dry grasslands, looking at occasional cows and saw our first alpacas.
Arriving in Bariloche we decided to board the city bus to our campground but then missed our stop by 1.5 km because the bus was so crowded that we couldn´t fight our way to the exit. So we walked back along the dusty road, sweating and wishing that we had sat by the exit door. So far we´ve learned two lessons when travelling:
- Confirm all reservations by telephone regardless of Spanish-speaking ability.
Always have exact change when boarding a bus and always sit by the door.
Bariloche has been pretty nice. It was settled by German immigrants in the late 20th century and so has many chocolaterias.... mmm... Perhaps the greatest contribution by immigrants to Argentina is the amazing helato (gelato) brought over by the Italians. I´m on a two cone per day diet, but trying to cut back at Eden´s advice.
Tomorrow we´re going for a 10km ¨to the limit¨white water rafting trip. The easier trip had a picture of kids on the brochure, and I didn´t want to go on a trip that kids could handle.
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Here´s a map of our travels so far.