After hanging around in the Bariloche wilds for a good while I moved into town as I was in need of some simple company. The Refugio Cordillera, has become more of a place for catering to the cycle tours around the Circuito Chico, than for being a hostel. The owner has been running the place for too long and has become very set in his ways, has the propensity to go into sulks when he decides that only Spanish can be spoken, which can get tiring, but all in all a fine fella and a great little place to pop one’s hat up for a while.
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Refugio Cordillera
I once hitched through Europe with an old friend. We saw a lot of roadsides on our way and arrived in Cadiz dustier than a couple of dingoes, so I popped on the budgie smugglers and leaped into the sea to cool off. I looked around to see that my travel chum Alex had made a few friends, which was great, until I realised that one of his buddies had nicked my bag.
Continue reading Refugio CordilleraSt Martin to Bariloche
St Martin, A quick note on St Martin – it looked like a Disney tourist place with regular little streets and chocolate box perfect chocolate shops. The bus ride there was a bit crap as I had one of those spoiled Israeli girls Continue reading St Martin to Bariloche
Work, hot dogs and another addiction….
After a good while spending more than I was earning I had to shut myself away for a while and do some work. So I moved to a lovely wee town called Villarrica and found some cheap digs.
Continue reading Work, hot dogs and another addiction….Thermas Geometricas
Thermas Geometricas
Las Thermas Geometricas are bit out of the way. So out of the way in fact that we gave up trying to get there on the first attempt, when a road that was marked on
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I had always wanted to go the the Lago Distrito in Chile ever since the year 2000. On that occasion I landed in Santiago and went up country and not down as Continue reading Villarrica
Santiago
The road from Mendoza was spectacular, but rather surprisingly lacking in snow. You pass through the Aconcagua national park, home to the highest mountain in the Americas, yet Continue reading Santiago
Mendoza
Experiencing going from Buenos Aires to Mendoza is a little like going from London to Hereford. If that were your only experience of The UK then you might be forgiven for not really getting the gist of The UK, Continue reading Mendoza
Buenos Aires
Imagine that a committee of Europeans came together and decided to make a city. It had to be a little bit gritty, more latin than Northern European but everyone would be represented. Continue reading Buenos Aires
Colonia and Work today
I have finally settled down in the chocolate box pretty little town of Colonia del Sacramento to do some work. I mean I am supposed to be working on the hoof, which apart from a few little bits and pieces I have so far failed to do this month. To be honest I have enjoyed the break. I worked very hard for a few months before leaving and needed to unwind, but just as I started to think about work again, an old client called Jon calls up and we’re off.
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