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- Continental Breakfast
- Swimming pool
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- Free High-Speed Internet
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... three weeks, the apartment where our duffle bag full of ski gear had been waiting for us ever since we dropped it off back in April while driving in the Wicked Camper Van from Ushuaia to Santiago. The day after we arrived, we joined the rest of the nation to watch Argentina lose to Germany in the final championship game of the 2014 World Cup. We witnessed one last parade demonstrating huge Argentinian pride that evening on the streets of San Martin. During the rest of our ...
... America, they can be a little smelly, but they are so inspiring and brave and beautiful too! On our way back to Bariloche, we stopped in the middle of the road, I threw the car into reverse and we went back to look at this tiny chapel on the side of the road. We got out of the car and a snowball fight ensued. Really again? I get to live this life? How lucky am I to be able to experience these moments of rarity? Snow ball ...
... to appear so we got cold water on the knees and on the bottom of his feet which were swelling up as well (an awful thing considering the fact that I can't drive stick and he had to do all the driving- this experience made me really want to learn to drive manual cars as well). We put neosporin on his feet and knees and asked our caretaker for a first aid kit when we went down to breakfast so we could patch the bottom of the foot, which already had formed a huge blister. ...
... an hour riding with an obvious tilt to the right while trying to maintain a straight line. We take cover behind the wood fence of a house and have lunch while watching the trees bend in the wind. By 2:30pm, the wind isn’t letting up at all, so we set up the tent to get a little warmer. We read and nap while watching the clock tick the hours away…5pm, 6pm, 7pm. We are anxious, “Is the wind better? It looks a little better. Should we ...
... for it) is away. He is feeling unwell and can’t see properly. Jane extends her sympathies and from the way she places her hand on the elderly man’s arm you can tell she has a real connection with these people.
At our next stop, there appears to be no-one at home. Jane suspects that they are in hiding from her. Apparently they owe her a considerable amount of wool. I have images of bales of yarn out the back, trembling in fright, but It’s this sort of ...