Here for the view

Trip Start Mar 07, 2009
Trip End Apr 08, 2010

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Sunday, September 20, 2009

19th-21st September 2009:

The bus here was short and sweet, though some lady in front was whinging about the TV being above her head even though it was about a foot over. She kept pushing the telly back which was annoying me and everyone else and the bus bloke kept shoving it back. Eventually she swapped seats with this bloke opposite and moved across with the grace of Pavarotti on ice and as the bus slowed she was launched head first across the aisle. Ang called it Karma, I just called it bloody hilarious, I was almost in tears I had to bite my lip that hard.
Finding digs was a bit more of an effort, at least in our price range, being as it was the weekend probably didnīt help. We stayed in a budget hotel in the end which meant no kitchen or breakfast but we were not to be staying for long so not a big issue. We tried to find somewhere to organise a rafting issue for tomorrow, my primary objective, so we were a bit flummoxed when we were told it is too dangerous this time of year due to all the melting snow. We didnīt really know what to do next so we decided to walk to the bus station and book our onward tickets for a couple of days time.On the way back we loaded up on wine and takeout and snuck it into the hotel and settled in for a night of movies as we had got cable TV for the first time in ages.
Next morning we got a bus to this mountain which has a cable car up to a view point, we are still a bit sore from the last few days hiking so walking up was out of the question. The view from the top was spectacular, apparently designated one of the top 10 views on the planet by National Geographic magazine, though that could be a lie! It was great though. Had a nice cup of tea at the cafe then went back down and into town for some ice cream, of course.
Had another right good feed and a night in front of the telly watching CSI. Next day we skipped breakfast as we decided to treat ourselves to a sit down meal, steak of course with Dulce de leche ice cream, Dulce is another Argentinian treat, basically a caramel sauce they eat by the kilo, how they are not all sumo`s is a mystery to me.
Got the bus out at about 4pm, 17 hrs to Mendoza in the North East, one of our last stops in the country. Was pretty uneventful except the baggage handler got the hump when we refused to give him a tip for lifting my bag 2 feet to the coach hold, claimed my tip was his salary. Hard luck fella, get another job I reckon, anyway I could see he never asked the local peeps so I knew he was blagging it.
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