El Bolson II
Trip Start
Aug 19, 2008
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Trip End
Oct 04, 2008
Just a quick one to finish off the tale of El Bolson. We had a lazy day on Thursday, as predicted, enjoying looking around the market, eating empanadas in the plaza and watching some kids hoisting a plastic bag up the town flagpole. We had a rather nice icecream in the afternoon from Jauja, a famous icecream place that is all around the Lake District, but based in El Bolson. I tried the flavour recommended by the people at our hostel, Calafate berry and Ewe´s Milk, which was surprisingly subtle and delicious.
In the evening we went back to Apunto, the lovely steak restaurant, where we were greeted as longstanding favourite customers and fed with delicious steaks and raspberry juice to drink.
On Saturday we were slightly more active, heading out to La Hoyo waterfall with a Spanish couple from our hostel. We shared a taxi, and then hiked up the mountain for a few kilometres. When we reached the waterfall it was freezing, and the water was straight from the snowy peaks of the Andes. We ate a hurried packed lunch up there before hurrying back down into the sunshine.
In the afternoon we did another small walk, hiking up Cerro Amigo, a small peak about 2 kilometres out of town. We expected to have it to ourselves, but it was overrun with Argentinian kids graffiti-ing on the large white cross at the top, the rocks, and anything else that they could find.
In the evening Claudio at the hostel prepared some Chinese food for us, and we all sat down and enjoyed our last meal together there. We felt sad, as we enjoyed their hospitality so much and were very reluctant to leave.
In the evening we went back to Apunto, the lovely steak restaurant, where we were greeted as longstanding favourite customers and fed with delicious steaks and raspberry juice to drink.
On Saturday we were slightly more active, heading out to La Hoyo waterfall with a Spanish couple from our hostel. We shared a taxi, and then hiked up the mountain for a few kilometres. When we reached the waterfall it was freezing, and the water was straight from the snowy peaks of the Andes. We ate a hurried packed lunch up there before hurrying back down into the sunshine.
In the afternoon we did another small walk, hiking up Cerro Amigo, a small peak about 2 kilometres out of town. We expected to have it to ourselves, but it was overrun with Argentinian kids graffiti-ing on the large white cross at the top, the rocks, and anything else that they could find.
In the evening Claudio at the hostel prepared some Chinese food for us, and we all sat down and enjoyed our last meal together there. We felt sad, as we enjoyed their hospitality so much and were very reluctant to leave.
