Hostel Anclas Del Sur Puerto Madryn

... paa faergen. Tilbage paa hostellet her sagde jeg farvel til Catherine og moedtes med Lena og Johnny fra Danmark. Vi tog afsted til busterminalen og bestilte billetter til Puerto Madryn i Patagoniens nordlige del. En tur paa ca 20 timer, men i dette tilfaelde med et par timers forsinkelse grundet rangsagelse af bussen af argentinsk politi! De 3 unge knaegte som blev ransaget uden for bussen kom ...

... la veille quil prevoyait bcp de vent... dc cetait peut etre un peu compromis<br>je vais dehjeuner sur la plage ms le vent est deja bien present<br>je le rejoins ds son hotel, on boit le the av 2 americains, ca bouge pas trop,ai pas envie de glander, surtt aue je vais repartir le soir meme car ils annoncent le mem tps pour demain, dc le port de la peninsule sera encore ferme et les baleine ...

... but had not seen any whales up close as expected. She was a bit jealous because we had managed to see some without even leaving our hostel´s street. <br><br>The next day we were even luckier and on our excursion to the peninsula, we saw even more whales. The day started with a trip to a small beach called El Doradillo where we saw whales less than FIVE METRES away from the shore. We were on a mini van with 15 other foreign tourists, and even though we had requested an English ...

... for drugs - cocaine to be exact. 15kgs of it! Long story short, it belonged to the woman sitting behind me and she was promptly removed from the bus by several policemen and questioned for 6 hours! We know this because the bus had to stay there the whole time as the drivers are apparently 'witnesses' and the bus is 'evidence'. Evebntually we got going again, but the saddest part was that the drug dealer-ette was ...

... to see what it was like and although it is a very typical Argentinian town there was traces of its welsh heritage everywhere from the Ysgol (school) With Croeso written across it to the welsh flags and souvenir shops and of course Welsh Tea Rooms! We couldn't go all that way without visiting one so we went into the coziest one we could find. The lady running it spoke Spanish and English and some Welsh, all with a North Walian accent. It ...

... I hadn´t expected so many, so it was a huge shock! Another surprise was running into Rian (my dutch classmate from Buenos Aires)! Which was a big coincidence. After the see lions we saw the penguins which wasn´t very interesting at all, there were very few there but am going to Punta Tombo tomorrow which is supposed to be amazing:D Then we saw the sea elephants.... Now I definately want to be one of them! They just lay aroun, being fat, and huge, every now and ...

... very proud of their heritage and keen that the language should continue. She gave me some links to old pictures and history about the Welsh settlers that I will include below for anyone interested: www.glaniad.com - contains photos and copies of documents from those that left Wales for Argentina www.edgold.co.uk www.youtube.com (search for y wladfa) - black and white footage of the town from the 60´s www.bbc.co.uk/wales (search for Patagonia ...

... our stuff close to the water so we could keep a good eye on it. After just 5 minutes I looked back and noticed the water had already reached our stuff. We ended up having to take turns every 10 minutes to move our stuff higher up on the beach. Once when I was on my way back into the water this little baby (maybe 1 year) who was playing in the sand stood up and started screaming. His parents were no where to be found. He was upset because the water was literally up to his ...

... mare amb una cria!!! ai!!! si hi haguessim pogut anar ahir! Si la recepcionista hagues trucat a varies companyies i no nomes una... snif... però bé, el dia continua, per tant, després de dinar a la platja, ens dirigim cap a Punta Delgada on veurem elefants marins. N'hi ha pocs, es veuen de lluny... estan fent la "siesta" molt mandrosos... jejeje... fa molta gràcia! Es passen el dia estirats, a la vora de la platja... quina vida!!! jejeje. Després ens dirigim cap a ...

... managed to get all over the front of her shirt. There was no much chocolate down the front of her that it looked like she had been stabbed at the collar-bone and was bleeding chocolate. We couldn't find a cab home, so we had a long chocolate covered walk back to the hotel. Her shirt, I fear, will never recover. I tried to rinse it out in the hotel sink, but finally gave up and left it with the hotel ...