Hosteria Patagonia Paraiso Villa La Angostura

... night brought extreme winds which we thought would tear our tent apart(it is slowly falling apart anyway). We survived a rough night and soaked it off in the hot spring in the morning. By noon or so, we were on our way, planning to trek back the full 25km to the starting point and our car. Long tough day but relieved to see our car and got a bed in a hostel just down the highway, slept very well.

... hello. It's interesting how you can pick up just a few words and body language and feel that this couple doesn't have the positive radiance of the earlier couple that we saw on our way up. We wonder what type of vibrations do people pick up from us? We make it back to the car rather quickly as we feel some sprinkles of rain. Our dog friends do not stay with us, so we do not get to say goodbye and thank you. We really did enjoy being with them ...

... to our experience. However, we needed to dip into our US dollars to pay! We are so glad that we started out the trip with US dollars, and kept some in reserve, just in case. We have planned to depart at 10 AM, but it is 10:45 before we are in the car ready to go. All the chatting and hugging and saying goodbye! Jose has washed our car so that we can see through the front windshield and we are thankful. It is approximately 60 kilometers on the ...

... had finally paid off! I even past out two of the girls and when some of the others got to a flat and had to take off their boards I was still going and kept going and didn't need to stop!! My adrenaline was pumping, my blood was pumping, I WAS PUMPING!! By the time I got to the bar I was high as a kite and grinning like a loon! Best day ever, and lesson learned, no snowboarding sober ever again! The next night there was... guess?? Another ... BIRTHDAY, that's right! This time is ...

So nachdem ich jetzt einen langen Bericht geschrieben hatte und mir die Kiste abgestuerzt ist, hier die Kurzfassung meines Tages: Perfekt day? entscheide selber: Bus war puentklich oder ich zufaellig rechtzeitig am rechten ort :-) Hab meine Freunde von der Schule im Bus getroffen. 2 Stunden fuer Mietbrett finden (welches wie gewohnt sch..... , aber, nach auswechseln von 3 Straps, fahrbar war) anstehen fuers Ticket ...

... I like to call ChinIsh Water Bomb Torture! After that I was a nervous wreck and would have gladly given away all my secrets to the enemy without so much as flinching in a scene that would have resembled Chunk in the Goonies crying over the time he pretended to puke in the cinema as the Fratelies looked on in confusion! Yes Yes I did just compare myself to Chunk in the Goonies, but as long as I didn't come out of the hairdressers with the same ...

... you felt like you were on top of the world. Absolutely stunning. I've lost track of the days, but anyway, Monday was the day we were supposed to leave, after Ray's appointment to finish his tooth. As it turned out, the bus timetable didn't favour us, and we had to stay that night as well. It was fortunate that the hostel had a "5th night is free" deal going, so it didn't cost us anything. After ray's filling was finished we headed off to the chocolate ...

... for drugs, and seemed genuinely disappointed when all I had to offer him was a cigarette. After not long at all I saw a car with a Chilean license plate pull over, and I ran to ask them please to take us to Chile. The man said no, because they had too much stuff, and as I turned away, the woman said that they would move the stuff for us, and we rode with them to the fist big city in Chile, about 3 hours away ...

... way waving to the Chileans who looked dumbstruck that we had a lift. Well there's no need to tell them that we paid for it. At the Chilean border we got our stamps and with a cup of coffee in one hand and an empanada in another we hung around the entrance checking out the cars coming in to the border control and debating whether firstly the cars looked like they had enough space for us and secondly whether the driver looked willing to take two, slightly ...

... crossing since leaving Canada just over a year ago. In complete contrast to the considerable time and money spent at each border crossing in Central America, the Chile-Argentina customs and immigration formalities at Paso Mamuil Malal left us feeling totally relaxed. Perhaps the customs officials were somewhat humbled by snow-capped Volcán Lanín, rising majestically beyond their handsome and recently constructed wood and stone offices. Minutes later, having entered the Parque ...